Every time I breathe,
I feel a part of mine is missing,
So much darkness around,
I can't lift my wings,
Something chokes my throat,
Before I let my voice sing.
Am I that lonely?
Always I kept asking.

Every time I see around,
I see a black hole unknown,
Pulling me into abyss of darkness,
And making me moan,
Something catches my leg when I dance,
Turning my foot into stone.
Am I that lonely?
The answer of this is still not known.

Every time I grin,
It seems the smile is fake,
It fades away,
As soon as I wake,
From a dream of happiness,
That happiness which I can't get back.
Am I that lonely?
This question has become a pain in my neck.

Every time I try to walk,
Away from this loneliness that surround,
But none of the time I succeed,
I sat quietly with my lost stout,
Imagining my beautiful past,
Tears of sadness I shed out.
Am I that lonely?
In my mind it makes a large sound.

Every time I try to think,
My mind fills with an image of a person,
Who left me behind,
Removing all the beautiful memories of him and mine,
You went away,
And made me sink in the ocean of wine.
Am I that lonely?
You are the answer of this rhyme.
----------POET UNKNOWN