Lora Colon (26 September 1944 / Missouri - United States)
I can't get away from the loneliness,
It hangs over me like a cloud,
It follows me like a stray, hungry dog,
It waits for me in the crowd.
It used to pant and claw at my door,
I resisted, but I knew it would win,
It found the key hidden under the mat
And now it just lets itself in.
The loneliness latched onto me
A long, long time ago,
I never could hide it - it's so obvious
Like a blackbird in the snow.
I've lived with loneliness so long
It's become part of my physique,
I watched as we grew old together,
My loneliness and me.
But, I'm already resigned to this fate,
Looking over my life, I recall
If it hadn't been for the loneliness
I'd have no companion at all.
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