Solitude Haunts The Soul Poem by Matthew Holloway

Solitude haunts the soul
in countless lonesome nights
through conversations unspoken
eyes watch the empty void
extend into the world
where hands, arms are left
like the heart untouched
there is a coldness to this world
the lonely know to well
there are not always tears
or cries of sufferance
for the masks worn show grace
joy and laughter as well
and the act goes on
upon the stage a performance
a lie to tell and show
solitude haunts the soul
and the lonesome night
falls like a veil