I look out of the window
At the vast gaping dark.
The void of the five floors drop
Mixed with the exhilarating freedom,
The freedom of heights,
Is refreshing at times,
Yet suffocating in its own way.
The shimmering citylights
In the distant horizon are,
Like a string of rice beads,
A twinkling beacon of hope.

And yet the suffocation
The loneliness of the night,
The loneliness of the light
The loneliness of not a human in sight.
Feelings, emotions, deadly thoughts,
And all those memories,
The past doesn't bother,
The present does.
And at sone moments the question nags.
What am I?
Am I even important enough?
And will it affect anyone
If I'm gone?
Maybe not.

Life goes on without you.
You don't get to dictate life,
So just because it's erratic
Would you end it?
That's where they all go wrong.
The spur of the moment emotions,
The loneliness,
The feeling of being unneeded,
And the feelings of loosing ties,
With everyone in the world.
They're dark
They're deep
They're lonely.
But YOU ARE NOT
The feelings are the loneliness
You have people.

I have people
People worth existing for.
They may not acknowledge that
They need me but I live
For those smiles.
The monster of loneliness,
Is a worthless devil
The strength is in me.
I'm stronger than the tears,
Stronger than betrayal,
Stronger than broken friendships,
Or one sided love.
I'M STRONGER THAN LONELINESS.

Yes... The city lights do show hope.

A/N These are just thoughts... So don't take them too seriously 🙂