I want to matter most to someone She confessed Shyly and a little sadly All I could do was Tell that lost little girl Inside myself You matter most to me Perhaps, someday, It will even be enough -Elena Nola
Come Down Loneliness Like a Friend
You never used to come alone Your ways all mingled up with theirs A wild, wicked trio, bad boys one and all Loneliness, Abandonment, Despair You’d crash in unannounced And leave my house in shambles You’d take and take and take Take and never give You’d take my time and steal my peace Destroy hard-built contentment Palm my hope and thief my joy And leave me colorless and crying I have learned to lock my doors Against the ones would hurt me As I have learned to keep an eye On what my visitors encroach Perhaps, you, too, have grown and changed Cut ties with dark companions Learned to knock and learned to go When the hour grows too late So come down, loneliness, like a friend Bring news of what I’m missing Put an arm around my shoulder While you tell me where you’ve been Help me remember how to yearn And long for something more Give knowledge for the time you take Change nothing but awareness And kiss me gently on the cheek When soft you take your leave -Elena Nola
Elena Nola, Poet 