Lonely

Tonight; I feel lonely
It’s not a life lonely
It doesn’t feel like the kind of lonely
Life could fix
It’s more of a death lonely
Yes! I think death could fix it.
But would I be happy then?
Would it solve all my problems?
No! I don’t think it would.
It would certainly end them;
I mean, that’s a given.
So do I want them ended?
Or do I want them fixed?
I suppose I want them fixed.
But, what if I can’t fix them?
Am I prepared to go all the way?
And end them completely.
God! It’s a problem!
How can I solve this one?
Isn’t it funny how they multiply?
Tonight; I feel lonely.