lonely

Her voice is filled with distant sonorities, like reverberations in a cave: now you are at the place of annihilation, now you are at the place of annihilation. And she is herself a cave full of echoes, she is a system of repetitions, she is a closed circuit._ Can a bird sing only the song it knows or can it learn a new song?_ She draws her long, sharp fingernail across the bars of the cage in which her pet lark sings, striking a plangent twang like that of the plucked heartstrings of a woman of metal. Her hair falls down like tears.

Have you ever met someone and felt_ I don't know how to describe it, felt a chance at having something that eluded you? I don't know_ Forget I said anything."I knew what he meant. He was describing that moment when you realize that you are lonely. For a time you can be alone and doing fine and never give a thought to living any other way and then you meet someone and suddenly you become lonely. It stabs at you, almost like a physical pain, and you feel both deprived and angry, deprived because you wish to be with that person and angry, because their absence brings you misery. It's a strange feeling, akin to desperation, a feeling that makes you wait by the phone even though you know that the call is an hour away. I was not going to lose my balance. Not yet.

Love seeks out that desperate, lonely, frightened place inside each of us and coaxes it out into the daylight, so that it can eviscerate it in the burning heat of the sun.

All alone! Whether you like it or not, alone is something you'll be quite a lot!

The Internet is for lonely people. People should live.

Emily Dickinson , in my opinion, is the perfect (although admittedly slightly cliche) poet for lonely fat girls.

Haven__ you ever seen someone standing alone? I shrug. Just one. Why don__ you talk to that child? Because it__ me and Devon told me I shouldn__ talk to myself. Not in public anyway

Poems can getsleepless tooand becomethe loneliest thingin the universe.

The sky was dark blue twilight, pretty to look at but lonely to walk under.

Like an empty bucket, my soul rings hollow when empty vibrates with emptiness _ hollow sound of loneliness. Every cell in my body does not want to be alone.My loneliness is frightening _an all consuming thought.

Should you ever feel too lonely...listen for the roar of the sea- for in it are all those who've been and all those who are to come.

Ghosts are some of the loneliest people you will ever meet.

Sometimes you need to sit lonely on the floor in a quiet room in order to hear your own voice and not let it drown in the noise of others.

He stretched out on the bed and was suddenly struck by how utterly lonely he was.

My secret friend,Oh, take me to the river.My secret friend,So we can swim forever.

I know you're feeling worried,But I promise I'm okay.You think I'm missing all the fun,But I don't want to play.And I'm not feeling lonely;Yeah, I've got a friend with me.I'm just keeping this corner company.

there is a difference betweenloneliness and solitude,one will empty you andone will fill you.you have the power to choose.

and sadness clung to mebecause she did not knowhow to be alone.