Lonesome

Sitting in the dark
Alone with a book, a movie, a song
or my thoughts.
This is the time that I think.
This is the time that I hate.
When all my fears and uncertainties
rise up and overpower me.
I stay here
curled up in a ball
missing what I've never had
Yearning for what may never come.
Expecting the worst.
Knowing I won't be disappointed.