a ghost called loneliness
hovers over my shoulders
not a clear feeling,
but an emptiness inside
not a sentiment,
but a black hole
tearing apart what was solid
what once was safe
now brings pain and sorrow
tears fall unnoticed
where is my strength
where is my happiness
nothing seems to matter anymore
I know it will pass though
life demands that I go on
fight against pain and sorrow
battle and struggle
always swimming against the tide
in the hope that one day
the current will sweep me away
to a safe and welcoming shore
and for this day I'm waiting
go away ghost, let me be...
© MD
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