Why is it that I feel?
When I am left alone?
Nobody is missing me
When I am on my own

  Day–dark, dank and dismal hues
Dun colours dimmed to grey
My shadow fades, in sombre shades
Like life draining away

  Loneliness is like a pall
That ties and binds and covers all
And once we’re caught we can’t break free
We’re deaf and dumb and cannot see

  If I am here no more
Then was I here before?
If I had been, and wasn’t seen
Then how can I be sure?

  When I am on my own
Locked in self–suspension
Turned in space or time
A different dimension

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living alone
isolated in time
spatially bereft
socially inert
no co–ordinates…
…non–existence

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  How can others see me
If I’m a figment
Of my own imagination?

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  Space and time
are different dimensions
of non–existence

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  Loneliness occurs when
people fail to recognise
our presence
and don’t respond to us
….the answer is
solitude….

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