Martyr to Loneliness pt. 2

Moments of unfaithfulness occur, angrily
convincing myself someone seems attracted
to me, I’ll flirt with ideas of 
   LOVE, SEX or LUST. 

But like a mangy mongrel
I return to Loneliness’ doorstep

Its like living in a bubble,
   Loneliness
Trapped in the Library, my head or fears
of mistakes, I quake, quickly looking away
choosing to be a martyr to Loneliness.