Illness Of Loneliness Poem by Britney Hogue

I never knew the power
Of the emotion loneliness.
When you are use to being
With people who love you most
Then forced to leave miles away,
This kind of thing tears away.
It seems to suck every ounce
Of strength and happiness
You try to put forward.

It’s an insanity at best,
Driving one mad upon the inside,
Eating away at the flesh
Like a draining parasite
That is immune to the antidote,
And only subsides in others presence.
I wonder if it ever dies
Or ever leaves the weak behind.
It must at some time
Or does your soul just adjust.

Does a soul become so warped
To deal with this affliction
That one can no longer feel
Any emotion within themselves?
Will I someday recover
From this emotional illness?
Will I one day not be lonely
And finally have a family
Or will this linger forever?