Nesting

Meet my imaginary friend:
Lonliness.
My twisted, perverted soul
has found comfort
in pain;
has found solace
in emptiness;
has found acceptance
in nothingness.
The panic is a calming
familiarity,
re-centering my life.
The desperation
reminds me of joys
past and promises
joys in the future.
Just me and my lonliness,
clinging to each other
in the dark.