Loneliness is
a single infant screaming in an empty room
wailing for rescue
that will not come
his face deepening in reds and purples
blood rising to fuel his anger
his indignance 
his demand for attention
his breath catches
in short, ragged gasps 
needing more and more air
to sustain this level of fury
there is no answer
no comforting arms or soft words
and soon, with energy spent,
he quiets
he hiccups
he accepts.

What do you think?