THE DESOLATION of LONELINESS
… … …
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
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