“loneliness, i know a little about that.” i reply. It eats away at you, all the time. That dreadful sorrow, its always there, in your chest. And makes tears swim behind your eyes. That threaten to fall, when you see other couples in their love. But the tears never fall, only lingers there, blurring your vision, and you thank god for that. Cause you cant see them anymore. Even though the scenery is burned into your soul for a while. And you wipe at your eyes, as if dust have found its way there, and walk on. Your sorrow throbbing in time to the beating of your heart, just like love would in rythm, only if you could find it. Alas! but my loneliness have changed, into simply alone. “I am alone!” It does not cut as sharply anymore. And i, and i, am left alone to think. “What part of me is dying?” A man at the bar, inquired to me. “I am lonely, do you know anything of it?” A bitter chuckle, the kind that sounds devoid of hope, rumbles out. With a sad shake of my head, my hands, wrapped around my ale loftly, i tell this man what i know of it.
Reason for writing:
how lonely feels.
Birth sign: Scorpio
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