Loneliness

Loneliness
is
emptiness.

That blank space,

A polished
cold floor
made of
marble

Surrounded by
concrete walls

High ceiling
with no lights

Howling darkness.

Absence.

Like there never was,
like we never were.

Loneliness is the emptiness we feel when we’re aching to be occupied by something else, by someone else when what we are actually longing for is our own soul. Loneliness is a marble floor where cold rises up, haunting us. It is also a blank space where the light can float through the windows, finally, laying softly at our feet.


“Crack me open. Empty my cup. Purify my heart out so I may have the space for my soul to come out, to come through – to occupy my world completely. So it is.”

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s