Secluded Thoughts

Loneliness emerges from the depths of my being and swallows me whole. 
No mercy is shown to the one who swims aimlessly in despair.
A shadow, all alone I scream my troubling thoughts into the void.
Yet I am not heard.
Without a fight I am taken hostage to an island of solitary chaos. 
"It must not be that bad" I say "You harbor your feelings until they explode into pointless metaphors across the page" 
I fall in sorrow, hurt by my own harsh words
Dusty cobwebs are crocheted over my heart.
It seems a lifetime has passed since I Iast felt it beat.
The lock rusted and worn yet still strong.
With all these unwanted burdens I carry it is sure to break. 
I let go of the feelings I carry and make friends with the stars.
Nothing can be felt if it is forcefully numbed with oblivion. 

 

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Vautaw

Sun 30th Aug 2020 22:33

Been there. So many great lines woven into this fabulous poem. Thanks for sharing your secluded thoughts! 🖤

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Eric Berard

Tue 25th Aug 2020 19:45

I resonate with this, but the one part "hurt by my own harsh words" especially, as I often find myself putting myself down in moments of anxiety and frustration. Beautiful.

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Dan Holtan

Tue 25th Aug 2020 17:45

I feel your pain. Of course, expressing is more difficult than feeling, as you must relate with mere words.

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