Need

I feel myself begin to hollow.

I'm not prepared for what's to follow.

And in the clutch of sudden empty,

my mind is heavy, dark, resenting.

I yearn for love, for voice, for touch.

To be with beings - together and such.

I wonder if they feel it too,

"someones" alone inside their rooms,

before they sleep and dream their dreams

Do they think about "someones" like me?

And if they do - well - does it help?

And if it does, how could I tell?

My thoughts begin to turn to dreams

as loneliness abandons me.

My empty's filled. The feeling passes.

Heavy's light. And love amasses.