At Least Lonely Is Silent

I dropped my favourite mug today,

and the crash of the ceramic on the floor

startled the breath right from my chest.

The bang was so loud, but nobody else could hear.

Thank God.

SMASH!

The startle sent me to my knees but,

at least nobody saw.

That's the good thing about being alone.

Nobody can laugh at you when you get hurt.

So no matter how loud the noise may get;

at least "lonely" isn't loud... not on the outside.

At least "lonely" stays silent until I get locked in...