Killing Lonliness~ By Brandon Bock

You are the cold feeling
That grasps my body when I’m alone
Hair stands up on my arms
And I am the only person in the world
I become small like an ant
Strangely I wish you were here.  Your spot next to me is now cold
Emptiness erupts from inside; I miss you
We are similar but not the same
You are the emptiness
Of not wanting to get out of bed in the morning
That makes people what they are
You are that guy
Standing against the wall at a school dance
You are the wind that gusts through people
Letting them know they are alive
I try to find you
Because you are the only one there for me
You and I are lost
Connecting only in times of sadness or grief
I am small     
You are large
I am large      
You are small
The only way to be happy
Is by killing loneliness


Author Bio:
Brandon Bock is currently a creative writing student.