Loneliness and I

Sometimes I envy the lonely, because they have become accustomed to loneliness, and their yearning for company has withered away as a desire of the distant past. I on the other hand, am a social animal like most of us, and when loneliness befalls me, sporadically, I am left with hours of emotionlessness and with periods of diminished joyfulness. I am not accustomed to loneliness, so in those few moments lasting days when I sometimes have to bear loneliness, time seems cruel and life seems empty. Truly, "boredom's not a burden anyone should bear" (Tool).

I need angels, and I need dust
A union: pure flesh with a soul to trust