To Be Me

Loneliness consumes me. It tingles through my veins, chills me to the bone. Hurts me sometimes. Hurts me still. Yet, it soothes me.

 Blood pumps back into my arms
daily.
Dreams shatter through me
daily.
No kids.
No life partner.
No husband.
No church to believe in.
Loneliness
consumes me.
It tingles through my veins,
chills me to the bone.
Hurts me sometimes.
Hurts me still.
Yet,
it soothes me.
Comforts me.
Placates me.
Relieves me.
Because I know
loneliness intimately.
I am free
to be on my own.
I am free
to follow my impulses.
I am free.
To choose.
To love.
To fully
be myself.
Free.
To be me.