LONELINESS

Gray
Day
What can I say
There is no reason for you to stay

Long
Song
What could go wrong
I lose myself among the throng

Contrite
Night
It does not feel right
I find myself in another plight

Bleak
Week
I no longer speak
I must be on a losing streak

Rife
Life
It cuts like a knife
Every day seems filled with strife

Unheard
Word
The lines are all blurred
This story never occurred

Ann Christine Tabaka was born and lives in Delaware. She is a published poet, an artist, a chemist, and a personal trainer. She loves gardening, cooking, and the ocean. Chris lives with her husband and two cats. Her poems have been published in numerous national and international poetry journals, reviews, and anthologies. Chris has been selected as the resident Haiku poet for Stanzaic Stylings.