A moment spent to rest becomes a nightmare where hidden fears abound.
I fear the solitude, it so loud, yet I force myself to be alone.
For even in a crowd my heart weeps and to their blind hearts, this is unknown.
The search for a name to ease the loneliness races through my mind.
But it is not a name I need; It is the woman inside I must find.
This then would calm the fears, fill the chasm, and this would make me whole.
To give my heart and my trust to a man who also once had a lonely soul.