Loneliness, the heart's unspoken cloak.

This is my poem, and it gives me strenght. Perhaps it may help you.

In the quiet shadows of the night, my single soul drifts out of sight. The echoes fade, the voices are still, loneliness settles, a heavy chill.

The empty room, the hollow air, my longing grows, beyond compare. A world of people, yet none to see, the heart beats on, but silently.

The clock ticks slow, the stars hang low, the moonlight bathes the earth in woe. A whispered prayer, a muted plea, for company, for harmony.

Yet in the dark, a truth may bloom, a seed of hope to pierce the gloom. Loneliness, though deep and vast, is but a shadow that cannot last.

When the dawn finally breaks through the pain, The soul finds strength to love again.

In solitude, a fire is stoked.

Loneliness, the heart’s unspoken cloak.

I miss you and love you.