Lonely Nights - Poetry Writing

These are lonely nights. 

Laying in the dark, 

staring at the ceiling 

and remembering the good old days. 

These are lonely nights. 

Looking at a house full of people 

who make you bloody irritated, 

while feeling empty and incomplete.  

These are lonely nights. 

Feeling unfulfilled after seeing 

countless images of people 

being happy, successful and glamorous.

These are lonely nights.

Reaching out to a good friend 

who immediately makes you laugh 

without even having to try. 

These are lonely nights. 

Thinking of a better future to come,

being excited for new places to see

and new people to meet. 

These are lonely nights. 

They are rough, but indeed, the 

cycle of moon and sun is constant, 

so this, too, shall pass.