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Feb 2015
That word
Alone
Can mean anything anywhere to anyone
It is possible to feel alone among people if that is how you feel inside
When you can't connect with them
But I'm talking physically alone
A state of being that is not really natural for us social animals but so prevalent today
Alone means not with anyone else
Just me myself and I am alone a lot
And I won't lie sometimes alone means
Lonely
And it hurts and it aches
So til it changes which it may not really ever do, because I am fussy about that
I make friends with myself
I switch it around in my head to
Solitude
Peace
Acceptance
It gives me time to do all my DIY projects
My inner work. Work work work
And being my own friend, I fit some fun in too
So then when I'm not alone
When I get to be with anyone else
Even if it's just the mailman saying
Howdy
As he drives off leaving my mail
I can appreciate his company
For what it is
And I can see and recognize things
In others
That I already work on in myself
And I can offer comfort and company
And feel less alone
In my heart
If not my body
Alone is a choice and so is solitude
It doesn't have to feel lonely
But either way that's not where we grow
It takes other people
To have have fun to live to love to laugh to hurt to cry to anything
It's where we heal
If we can
So we can be unalone together
I have had enough of death and suicide talk. That is the easy way out and if it's your choice I am sorry for you and your loved ones if you have to give up and I concern myself with the ones who want to live and to celebrate and grow especially the ones who have come through to the other side of pain again and again. It is daily work and there is no magic pill or anything but simply care for your self  and others and it is so worth every minute spent in the doing. Because we all have wings just like that dead guy sang...isn't it ironic?
Written by
Short Sands  Timbuktu
(Timbuktu)   
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     Lior Gavra and Andy Mion
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