It's a loud cry for help. Damn it's loud! From the top of your lungs, every muscle, every fiber cries. But no one listens. Because it's silent, it's from within and it stays within.
You feel the pressure. It burst and it's like it throws you back against the wall. Again, every inch of your world feels the impact. Each cell. And you just sort of wish your body could burst for real. Become a star, or perhaps just energy.
Loneliness is a dark place where senses are heightened. You hear better, you feel better. Everything works better. It's not just an adrenaline rush. It's the cold truth, it's your eyes being unveiled and for once, a real look at life.
We are alone. We are born alone and we're bound to die the same way. Thorought life we wander and distract ourselves with people and objects. Relationships, jobs, hobbies. But nothing will ever erase the fact that we are essentially alone.
Perhaps facing the inevitability of loneliness is the first step to be OK with it. Loneliness is not necessarily bad. With better, optimized instincts, we are able to gather the strength to survive the very feeling.
God says there's a plan. There'd better be.
