That Sense of Loneliness

I felt a sense of loneliness,

Of loneliness and what was lost,

Of what was lost and what I found:

That sense of loneliness.

And at the cost of what was lost—

Of what was lost and never found—

I gained a sense of feeling past

That sense of loneliness.

And with that gain I wish I’d found

I’d lost more than I had,

Though when I had it, wish I’d lost

That sense of loneliness.

And if I lost it yet again,

And yet again I lost it all,

Then yet again I’d find that sense—

That sense of loneliness.

But knowing that I could not lose

That feeling that I’d found,

I took some solace that I felt

That sense of loneliness.