Loneliness isn't absence of anything,
It is a living breathing thing ,
Existing alongside since the beginning,
It has always been such for me .

Much to my own astonishment
It doesn’t follow me like the
poets make out ,
It doesn't hang around me like the philosophers lament ,
It was I who carried it wherever I go

While I am in the crowds ,
among the noise , the voice
and the faces
While I am all alone ,
among the...