Loneliness
The loneliness that I feel
Deep within my soul
Might not be so real
If I actually felt whole�
�But I don't feel whole
In any sense of the word.
My heart cries out in agony
Against the echos heard
Deep inside my very soul�
�I feel so dejected,
Angry at the pain I feel,
Wanting to be protected
From the feeling of being
Ignored and confused.
Why, when I'm loved,
Do I feel so abused?
I need to be touched
In the way lovers do.
I need to feel wanted;
Instead I'm so blue
Because what I need
Is not given to me.
Perhaps when it is,
Someday I'll be free
To be all that I can
And so much more
That no one believes
It's me anymore.
� Kathee Tschudy, May 9, 1998
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