Here I sat again, the victim of the deepest
and darkest emotion known to man--loneliness
I was the victim because I chose to be---I was totally consumed by it.
I bathed in loneliness, lathered with it, dried my tears with it, slept with it, and made love to it all day and all night.
We sat by the fireside, myelf and loneliness
snuggled up in a wam cozy blanket,
sipping on a cup of hot mocca.
Staring into the fire, I felt the slow aching moan of loneliness, it's sharp teeth gritting and grating in my ear.
I felt it's heart beat like a thousand drums
pounding despair into my body and mind.
It's breath was acid and venemous like the sting of a deadly snake.
It tore at my conscience, ate away at my tortured soul
it sucked the breath out of me and tossed my remains into the burning flames.
For the first time, I felt the sting of heat crawling up my
blanket with its dreadful bite. I quickly snapped back to reality.
This is not how I wanted to die
to be consumed in flames
to be a victim of a lonely and desperate heart.
No---I quickly threw the blanket off me and fought fire and loneliness fist to fist
Tangled in blows, I reached out and grabbed
loneliness by the throat, suffocating her until she turned a deathly blue.
Then, using all my strength, I picked her up and tossed her into the flames.
where she breathed her last breath.
The scent of loneliness perishing into eternity awakened my soul to a new and wonderful life.
I saw the world in a different light,
a soft glowing light that engulfed me
it made me accept me for who I am
It made me feel whole again, loved again.
because I was taking control of my destiny.
I was ready to be a survivor and
not a victim of my emotions.
Gold trophy winner
Adding your comment:
im glad you threw yours into the flame 
