• Loneliness is -- recession 2011.
Loneliness is a cardboard box beneath a bridge
That empty feeling when you check the fridge.
The head down as you walk the street
In case you happen on someone you meet
Who knew you when you had a 'real' life
A happy family and a loving wife.
Loneliness is being 40 but feeling old
Sitting in the sunshine yet feeling cold.
Waiting for that nightly soup run
Watching others having fun
Knocking on the hostel door
Maybe sleeping on a stone cold floor.
Loneliness is that empty feeling
Stomach churning, head always reeling
Those sometime walks down by the river
That thought of no prospects makes you shiver.
Those blinding thoughts inside your head
Of thinking what if I were dead.
Loneliness is that home beneath that bridge,
Watching rats play chasing along the ridge.
C J Black
Enniscorthy, Co Wexford