-- THE HIDDEN VEILS OF LONELINESS --
John Herlihy
We all know loneliness as a harrowing state of mind,
That has little resemblance to feelings of another kind.
Loneliness brooding enough as we find ourselves alone;
What have we done that we must in this manner atone?
What loneliness can be more lonely than that of distrust
That arises as we realize there is no longer left any trust
Those feelings of intimacy that flourished newly awoken
Now fully smothered in shadows with our heart broken
What loneliness is more lonely than the loss of a friend
A once thriving intimacy now to bear vestiges of the end
A chill has entered the relationship and hovers ever near
The nearness replaced by distance never to be held dear
What loneliness is more lonely than the loss of one’s love
To once soar forever heavenward on the wings of a dove
Now to reside in the dungeons of despair forever deep
No incarceration so lonely with tears overflowing to weep
What loneliness is more lonely that what sorrow sets forth
Highlighting an aloneness that even questions one’s worth
Friends take their leave, love betrayed, close relatives die
We take part in meeting destiny without fully knowing why
What loneliness is more lonely than all the things we miss
Childhood, youth, parents to foster so many feelings of bliss
Who ever thought, much less imagined, so many things lost
The loneliness generated by an emptiness with so much cost
What loneliness is more lonely in the corridors of being alone
Empty solitude, brother of loneliness, to which some are prone
Lift the veil of solitude and you will find exposed a lonely waif
All the miseries of being alone to prey upon the mind to chafe
Who still doesn’t know loneliness as a harrowing state of mind?
Is anyone out there who hasn’t suffered its feelings so unkind?
Loneliness of being alone, of sorrow and suffering, of all we miss;
What loneliness is never so lonely than this deep, yawning abyss.
Yet what loneliness sheds its skin to reveal a fresh opportunity,
A loneliness so lonely that it faces itself boldly with impunity.
A loneliness that has us realize all those people we ever met,
Who extended a hand to smile, lifting us from our lonely regret.
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(c) John Herlihy 19 March 2019
Loneliness hurts so bad.
Rebecca