Alone but not Lonely…

Just like muscles shrivel due to disuse and the body adjusts,
By continually rerouting the effort to the remaining few;

So does the burden for care, support and engagement converge, on the brave few still willing to socialize. 

But in this painful game of attrition, Myo-friends are finite,
And loved ones get pushed away in the wake of surging pain and mental anguish over lost mobility;

Many thanks to you for having been there, holding the fort and sanity within;Ligaments of my soul, and of high nobility. 

Been lonely I have, though not alone;
Now alone I wish to be, perhaps not lonely anymore;

What does the end bring if not a new beginning?