Loneliness is a drink
Shared by few
Drunk by many
Better than vodka
or any other gin.
Can be drunk in shots
or in pints.
But how long will you drink
Until you drink the last drink
Into the sweet bitter hands of death
Then to realize
That you weren't alone
But you were making yourself
Drink the bittersweet cup of loneliness
Loneliness is a mistress
Who everyone visits
From time to time
But it depends upon how long you want to stay
But we are mere humans
We don't know how long to stay
Cause we believe
When we are lonely
The inner beast comes out to play
But little do we realize that
The beast comes out
Not to play
But to force us to drink
The bittersweet cup of loneliness
So my children
Listen to me carefully
Not to drink the cup of the lonely
Cause once drink it
You will find the world of sadness
And of pain with it
Cause once in there
You will be tormented
To stop playing
With the mistress
Whose name is loneliness.