The sun had disappeared in a distance sky,
As a woman walked home with a tear in her eye.
A laugh shared at work, but there’s no one at home.
Few understand what it’s like to be really on your own.
Home to thoughts of weakness, desolation, and fear.
There’s no consolation to find inside that tear.
Regrets and confusion with things that have past.
What should have been forever failed to last?
Loneliness lives within a troubled mind.
Nowhere to hide, no safety to find.
Alone at night without a helping hand.
Life is suspended by the merest strand.
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