My loneliness is in my bed
Teasing me
Almost becoming a body
But remaining a cold
dark
mute
Thing
In my bed

I feel it lie against me
In a mockery of a man
It will not let me be
It hurts me because it can

My loneliness reminds me
Of everything I can not be
Of everything I’m not
And the things I’ll never see

Like an arm across my shoulder
With the hand entwined in mine
The arm and hand’s owner behind me
Solid and warm and mine

My loneliness is in my bed
Making me lose my mind
My loneliness is in my bed
But at least my loneliness is mine