#loneliness

A Shadow of Doubt

I try to be strong

To hold onto my belief

That soon I will be free

From all of this grief

 

Solid and true

Is my resolve and my will

But that unknowing dark force

Continues to follow me still

 

I know it’s a manifestation

I’ve created and given life

As it cuts through my defenses

Like the sharp blade of a knife

 

It threatens to do harm

To all I have built

By delivering that blade

All the way to the hilt

 

But I know in my heart

My skin is too thick

And my nerves are aware

My reactions to quick

 

So cautiously I move

Aware of its presence and threat

Creating this darkness

I will always regret

 

In my mind I try forgetting

Try shutting it out

But I guess there is no escaping

My shadow of doubt

LITTLE PIECES OF BREAD

When her Grandma was alive sometimes they’d sit in her backyard without saying a word.

They’d throw little pieces of bread upon the ground and silently feed the birds.

 

“Sometimes I get lonely.” Grandma would tell her in a sad and mournful tone.

“But as long as birds are visiting, I never feel alone.”

 

There were days they lost count of how many birds there were…

It’s just one of the wonderful memories her Grandma bequeathed to her.

 

She remembered this heading to the car for Grandma’s funeral

“Wait…I’ll only be a minute!” she said

Then she ran back into the house and came out with a loaf of bread.

 

At the cemetery when the service was completed…she gave Grandma a goodbye wave

then gently sprinkled little pieces of bread quietly upon her grave.

 

“What are you doing?” her mother whispered as her last little pieces were thrown…

 

“It’s to remind the birds where grandma is.” she said, “so she’ll never be alone.”


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LONELINESS

She’s never told the people around her…

she dare not make her feelings known

how, even surrounded by those who loved her,

 

she sometimes feels alone.


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LOOK TO THE MOON

When her friend told her of her loneliness she answered, “Sometimes I am lonely too.

But when I’m feeling lonely this is what I do.”

 

“When I’m overcome with loneliness…when I feel marooned

when I’m feeling my darkest…I smile at the moon.”

 

“And I think of all the people…all the other people who…

are also looking up…and smiling at her too.”

 

“And I see upon her surface…all the people I have known…

and I think of all the people who love me 

 

and I know I’m not alone.”


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Walls

I have built so many walls around me

So much that now it blocked my sunlight

Each one built with every heart break

And the walls move toward me squeezing me tight

 

The walls are built real thick

That my inner screams stay unheard

While every time I try to muster strength

The walls laugh at me, challenging me to climb over

 

So I decided that it's high time

That I break down these walls

Which held me far and away from my dreams,

Away from the person I am dying to become

 

Here I am with a new resolve that 

No insult or hurt can bring me down

I have had well enough of it 

That now I am numb

 

When the walls collapsed, the sunlight comes

So intense that I narrow my eyes

I finally see the walls only withheld me 

Not from the world but from myself

 

I am everything I ever wanted to be

Everything I ever dreamt I would be

Just being true to my inner self gave me the world

And then there's nothing stopping me from anything.

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unkissed skin

There was a butterfly girl
She had a skin no one ever kissed
It made her dwell in endless grief
And all her heart ever missed
Was to be loved
To be touched
Even for a moment so brief

 

Like a bud of a flower
Waiting for the never coming morning
The moon climbed higher
For the sun she was yearning 

 

They say butterflies don't see their wings
They live their lives believing
They are

Nothing but grey and ugly things

 

There was a butterfly girl
She lived like a withdrawn flower
Waiting for the never coming morning
And as the moon climbed higher
The sorrows took their power

 

And so did the butterfly skin bleed
And for the sorrows there was no need
Because she finally saw the light of the morning
She lived and died believing

She was

Only one of the grey and ugly things
Never saw her

beautiful

fragile

butterfly wings.

 

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schizophrenic

This is

the feeling of

a schizophrenic

after the voices

in his head

have disappeared.

 

Frightening

stillness of the

human mind.

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shivers

The shivers down your back
And the shaking of my hands
The way you close your eyes

When the excitement hits

 

There has been a thought in my head
To crawl into your lap, to be your kitty cat
Because lately this loneliness has made me so sad 

 

The way time becomes thin
When there are goosebumps on my skin
Drawn by a fragile touch of your hand

When you explore this forgotten land

 

There has been a thought in my head

To crawl into your lap, to be your kitty cat

To leave this lonely bed, to never come back

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