Each One

I was sitting around several people the other evening, and found we all had the same thing in common.  We were in that bar, drinking in order to be out of the four walls, where we found so much loneliness.  Here were several people, who were all lonely and no interest in the people they were talking to, except the sound of someone's voice, and conversation.  Just a few conversations, about different subjects brought us back to the same subject of being alone, and tired of the empty place we lived.  I realized that I wasn't the only person, in this world that had found the loneliness too hard to bare constantly.