One

Two lonely people drift in the dark

Bittersweet from a common spark

What could be, but what is not

Unable to engage, to touch

Only to stare through the glass at the sweet within

A hint of frosty glass the only sign they were ever close

Walking the precipice afraid to jump

Afraid to fail.

Afraid to succeed.

Loneliness is the strongest bond

Easy to make, hard to disown

Bonds held in place by fear

Bonds held in place by will

Will to change, just one step

Will to freeze, prisoner of risk

Loneliness so profound it surrounds in a shell

Encased in a crystalline shell

Longing for the seen, perceived closeness

The advertised idyll

Captured for amusement and envy

That one moment shared

A rusty knife turning, turning in an ephemeral wound.

Loneliness is safe though.

Untouched by the pains of life

Yet tears of regret warm me still

Gently comforting in its secure embrace.

Alone. Secure. Lonely. Safe.