Loneliness is a Hungry Beast
Loneliness and fear are emotions we all encounter, but their impact can feel all-consuming when left unchecked. I channeled these feelings into my poem Loneliness is a Hungry Beast, exploring how they creep into our lives and take hold.
Writing this was a cathartic process, and I hope it resonates with anyone who’s faced similar struggles. Let’s remember the power of connection and the strength we find in supporting one another.
What creative outlets help you navigate challenging emotions?
Loneliness creeps through the night,
Looking to latch onto anyone tight.
He turns the corner with a creek in his smile,
Waiting for those who appear to be hollow.
He preys on the lost and scared,
Hoping to find a soul that is bare.
Attracted to the troubled minds,
The only way he can survive.
He gnaws on your mind with his razor-sharp teeth,
Needing and wanting to constantly feed.
He claws at your soul until your too weak,
Watching you bleed, driven by your defeat.
He devours all your dreams.
It’s all a part of his grand scheme.
He dives into your soul. No moment to spare
Beginning to tell you that no one else cares.
Weak and injured you sadly give in.
Now, it is time for his fun to begin.
He tells you to lock your door,
Closing yourself off from the world.
He tells you he’s your new best friend,
Nothing but your soul for him to win.
Stipped and weak, you obey;
The first step to your dismay.
You search for strength from within,
Your soul, too weak. Your soul, too thin.
He knows you are desperate to find
Someone to hold to keep you fine.
He calls on his long-time friend,
Telling him he has a new soul to win.
Abruptly there’s a rap at the door
With a sudden fright… You think, “Who could be there?”
Overwhelmed with fear, you hesitate.
Loneliness tells you, “Go for it!”
Scared and desperate you open the door.
Fear rushes in, throws you to the floor.
You discover that it’s his friend Fear,
Trying all he can to keep you near.
They ravage your body.
They spread like disease.
They cripple your mind.
They strip off your pride.
Their plan was to lame you until you’re too old.
No looking back now, your future is told.
Too tired to fight them away.
Now accepting your own dismay.
Never fighting for yourself,
Instead dying all by yourself.
