Loneliness Of Being Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Loneliness Of Being



Each night fills my being with the loneliness of a solitary
entity on this earth, wondering if there will ever be some-
one who will love me unconditionally and totally.

Wanting to share my life, thoughts, heart and soul with some-
one who thinks that I too am special, being so tired of feel-
ing sad, always going places alone.

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