Repercussions Of Loneliness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Loneliness springs unbidden from depths of my being,
spilling from my heart in tears.

Eyes reaching towards the heavens silently begging for
release, praying quietly for life to end.

Morose melodies play incessantly, repeating themselves
over and over.

Laughter has died on the lips of the sun, burned
completely out of sight and sound.

Soft gentle light spreads it's rays over me, gathering
thoughts of loneliness into a single pile so I may walk
through it's endless tirade of painful remembering.

Stinging, pulling the hurt again through hot coals of
sorrowed recollections, following, unprepared, for any
repercussions.

Loneliness has overflowed within, unbidden from depths
of my soul and it's being.