THE DESOLATION of LONELINESS

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This sharp pain in my hand

Its good it distracts me

Its good, tho’ I really can’t tell

Whether tis’ left or whether tis’ right

Whether tis hands or whether its’ feet

Or this pain round my head

As my legs have just gone dead

Where stand my friends?

I stood with these past few year

I thought at one time

We had something we shared

I actually thought they had genuinely cared

But now as I stare at the waste

I can’t see but one in this desolate place

The evening sun on the horizon shining

All around I hear voices shouting

The blood still running, filling my eyes

I can hardly see those purple skies

The heaviness in my heart hurts more

If there was a someone here I’d know

My life has not been so useless at all

I believe in the power of love

I believe what we do resounds in heaven above

I believe but I’m terribly alone

Left here inside this journey of death

My only comfort – this terrible drone

Here with this buzzing pain inside my head

Shocking loneliness waiting with me till I am dead 

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writtenbyedenbray21.12.2019

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I have decided to post this piece on Christmas Day 2019 in recognition of those who struggle daily with loneliness.

For many Christmas is the loneliest time of the year.

At Christmas time many celebrate the birth of the Christ – the Messiah – and yet Christ as the son of God – knew the greatest loneliness and rejection of all.

Jesus Christ was born to die – we all must die sometime but the true Christian faith recognises Christ as the sinless son of God whose death brought eternal salvation to all those who repent of their sin and call on His name.

A sincere and Happy Christmas to all my blog followers – edenbray