Bitter LonelinessThey leave a bitter taste in my mouth,Those words I swallowed and never said.Loneliness sits in their awkward silence,My only companion,My unwanted companion,My foe.Each time She comes to visit,Grayness conceals the vibrancy of all that I see,Rendering color bleak and lacking in contrast.She is heavy enough that I cannot shove Her away,Yet so weightless my hand swipes through airIf I try to strike Her.I smell Her putrid stench of death and ashes-Another piece of me dyingAs I watch your backMoving farther away from me.