Tomb Of Loneliness

I feel the tomb of loneliness
enshroud my aching heart.
Despair, its circling vultures
are ripping me apart.
I feel the empty pain of fear
phantoms fill my mind.
Shadows cover up my Light
Darkness takes my sight, I'm blind
I feel that I'm abandoned,
Lost within myself.
The road home tears have washed away.
It's hopeless for me to ask for help.
No one can even hear me.
I'm insignificant and small.
I'm a dust speck in a swirling galaxy
trapped behind a soundproof wall.
I scream, but only I can hear.
I suffer, locked inside.
The pain begins to eat my flesh
but I don't know how to stop the tide.
I just know that I am killing me.
At least, I feel that truth within.
And I want to feel connected and whole,
so that I can love again.
"Love" is elusive and magical,
and "poof" it disappeared.
And I'm scared it may not ever come back
unless my pain and fear have cleared.
So, this is what I suffer from,
an intense and morbid lack of love.
I know there's love out there all around me.
But I fear, for myself, I'll never have enough.

Copyright 1995 Robin Krasny

 
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