By Michael W. Raley
The loneliness strikes at night,
Right before time to go to sleep.
I don’t want to be alone,
So I try to put off the inevitable.
I stay up, fighting the loneliness until I’m exhausted,
Before finally going to sleep.
The next battle is trying to stay asleep,
As I toss and turn in weariness.
I wake up just as exhausted
As when I went to bed.
This house is just too big and too quiet
Without you here.
I’m over the heartbreak,
I have yet to adjust to sleeping alone.
Where I used to reach out and hold you,
I now grasp at the empty space.