Tunnel Of Nothing Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Riding around town has left me feeling lost and down tonight.
Usually, it helps pick me up and makes things better.
What is wrong? What is different about this dark and lonely night?
It isn't a lack of love or anything like that - just an emptiness inside that can't be quenched.
Why tonight?
Will this cold numb feeling ever go away again?
How much longer can I go on driving - looking for the thing that will fill me up again?
Losing someone you love is the worst thing to happen in this world - it's the bottom of the barrel, where life has stopped caring about everything, but a loved one's lost life.
There's no happiness or joy. No one to comfort or ease the pain.
Just a long tunnel of nothing, nothing evermore.
No love left in life to give to some one who once was loved and now has died.
What sort of meaning can anyone get from it?
I know of none, because a loved one has died and I can find no reasoning for it to have happened like this.
How can I go on without my life being whole ever again? Can anyone tell me?
Can anyone make some sense of all this death? No one can.
Alone, I suffer through this thing on my own with some love waiting on the sidelines, trying it's best to cheer me on to the beat of the rest of my life.
Yet, I am still alone.