We are all, living, on our own, frequencies of, lonely…
The frequency of lonely, it’d, crisscrossed, tangled up, became, unmanageable, too messy to deal with. The frequency of lonely, it’s, hard to cope, I mean, I feel, that loneliness, creeping up from behind me, making, the hairs on my back, stand.
The frequency of lonely, I wish, I can, get off, but I don’t know, how to, find that “off” switch! The frequency of lonely, I’d, found it, with you, I never, used to, feel this lonely, until, I found you, and now, I wish I had, never, met up with you!
and this, was how loneliness, connected us both , illustration found online
The frequency of lonely, how does anybody deal with it, huh? What can you do, when that loneliness, calls out to you, banged hard, on the front door, threatening, to BREAK it down, and enter onto the premises, to hurt you, huh? There’s, NO escape!
The frequency of lonely, it’d been, quite difficult, but, I’d, adapted, adjusted myself, to being able to, live with it, it was, truly, too, fucking (and your point being???) hard to begin, but, I’d, worked on, incorporating, a little more of that, loneliness into my life, each, and every day, introduced it into my life, little, by little, until, it’d, filled up this room, and I’d, not minded it anymore.
Life, the Obstacle Course 