F.L. Racca Sr.
Loneliness... - Poem by F.L. Racca Sr.
Another dawn and the sun has risen across the horizon
As the loneliness quietly stirs my soul again
Sitting, watching, listening as my mind begins to drift away
No other voices heard, only those within my own thoughts
No one to speak with, words would be only spoken but not heard
No one to laugh with, for laughter is but a faint quiver
No one to cry with, tears for crying are all now gone
No one to remember, the memories have grown cold and dark
Listening only to the empty prelude as it begins to play within
As if each note was strummed from the pain I know
Each word was sung, only to arouse deeper sorrow
I wonder just how much emptiness one soul could bear
Knowing that this feeling would never seem to end
As though this burden of life would evolve to become nothing
But only the anguish, solitude, and desolation that now exist
I now pray this day would end, but all pleads go unheard
You see no one was here to listen, speak, laugh, or cry with
No one to remember, or to hear the composition my mind replays
Only the loneliness that has broken me and remains where I once did
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