Lonely...That Is All Poem by cassie wheathers

Solitude…
Poured over each of my days and nights like artic water.
By night, curled up under my warmest blanket…
Holding it like I would hold you.
Why cant you be in my bed with me?
Every morning I let out a sigh
So bloated with emptiness it touches my ceiling.
It fills my room.
Along the road where I walk and in the faces of those I live with…
All I do is starve for you
Like a drought I must stand through.
I’m pulled along with no will much like a doll.
In my shining black eyes you can see it so clearly.
Emotionally emaciated.
I need you to cling to.
I’m lonely.