Dream
#28 of heart of pure light and darkness _growing tired in the dark,_ _i look up to the stars,_ _tears of sorrow streaming down,_ _tears of pain,_ _tears of loneliness,_ _how could life lead up to this moment?_ _how could i have let this happen?
Cards
Foreign land, the other with no hope of being a husband, the bets go around until a victor is found, let the next hand begin, and we shall see who wins, one life spent in pleasure and happiness, the other spent in pain and loneliness
Death and Fear
Truely believe in either i am a lost soul, an orphan alone and afraid something approaches me from the horizon of unending possibilities he is great, powerful and he carries the blackness of death but with each step he takes my fear and loneliness
Justin's Liberation: Part 2
I remembered when i first time cried of loneliness and sadness; it was when i was nothing more than 10 years old and i was on my 3rd school.
In-Between Ch. 4
For when i approach him...all i feel is loneliness. and there is nothing i can do! nothing...like what i will become...soon.
Strangers in the Storm
Both of them knew loneliness. and both of them had suffered the lasting effect from abandonement. it wasn't surprising when both of them bonded so quickly.
Quotes 3.
And before we reach it, we're already blind. 2) the most unbearable pain is not torture, is not despise, is not loneliness. it is our understanding that others have to die and we cannot bring them back. 3) real humans will know.
The Fox of the Frozen North
The arctic winds from the brumal sky whispered in his ears, of ancient times and archaic rhymes from long, forgotten years; and yet these haunting tales did very little to address, feelings of isolation amongst the wintry loneliness.
Seperated by fate.
Each with different characters, but the main point of each character was that they felt a huge loss, a loneliness born from sorrow. usually involving self blame and separation.
Poem #33: The Senses
Depression, sadness, grief are my eyes; irritation, annoyance, fury are my voice; happiness, jubilance, giddiness are my ears; loneliness, inspiration, understanding are my nose; pity, sympathy, passion are my tongue; love,
Poison Mistletoe
That day was really one of my loneliness almost solitude moments of heartbreak. 12/25/11 so many memories on this day.
Remove the Head
A sweating pile of secret desires, all wet from running hither, yon, with limbs akimbo, running contrails like so many planes of peacock ilk-- these beings inside beings borne of imagination and loneliness; of something more than what we're given