Haunting thoughts of past regret,
staves the joy so hungrily sought.
Deep void the present self does feel,
from inner battles waged and lost.
Vexing skirmishes wrought with pain,
bring lonely cries that wrench the heart.
Lost so long all hope does ebb,
that severed hope apart from God.
Salvo meus Christus,
I’ve been but a worm.
But You are Light, You are God
with mercy and joy untold.
Mike's Musings 
What a hope we have. Thanks so much, Mike.
He brings hope to the lonely and that message is delivered through your poem…thanks!
“Severed hope apart from God.” Well put…
It’s the worst loneliness — separation. And there’s only one thing that can change it. Good poem.
I thank you all for your comments. I believe a life apart from God is the description of loneliness. And I truly appreciate this forum to share our poems with each other.
Liked the poem – so proud of you!