Loneliness Poem by Jeffrey Philip Clegg

When sweet words no longer pour out of my soul
Like the pain now seeping from my heart

When the real world knots my stomach up
And I can't see or feel art

When the music plays
But I'm tone deaf

Is the orchestra just stone?

As the hot tears roll right down my cheeks

Is it just God calling me home?

When I feel I can't go forward
With the weight of the world on my back

I don't see light at the end of the tunnel
Everything just fades to black

Is it even worth trying to find a path to a

God

I seem to lack?