What if poetry is just an escape from loneliness?

What if most poets if not all are loners

Who find comfort in speaking with themselves?

These poems are feelings unheard

Sadness outweighing happiness

Time has eroded my perception
Life has marred my perfection
For when I was young I could believe
Easily dreaming big
My mind conceiving in innocence
Now I am scarred and scared
Fed up of life's nonsense

As a boy
I  never wanted to grow up
For life had shown me
There is little joy for the old...
For the young are ever frolicking
Then life is still finger licking good!

If time could be reversed
I'd have reversed it to the days
I was still young
For when I was young life was more fun
I looked at life through simple optimistic eyes
And I wasn't concerned about anything
But awestruck by everything
The swimming fish in a pond
The scent of summer after a drizzle
And the time mom cam back from work with candy

I ate when I felt hungry
Slept when I felt tired
Cried when upset
And laughed when tickled

Every experience was as an adventure
And life it self was a wonder
Now I am always agitated
Completing cycles of motion for the sake of it

I have made innocent mistakes
That turned into scary skeletons in my closet
I have weaned addictions that now reign over me
I now have stubborn scars
That won't fade with time
But seem to accumulate more

Some say we never grow
We are still the same children
Now trapped in adult bodies
But I prefer being an adult
In a child's body
For life is usually bliss

Fear kept
Makes one inept
It's just an illusion

Feelings are fleeting like shadows
They vanish without trace
Don't be held down by them...

Words are meaningless
and forgettable
Feelings are fleeting
and unreliable
Presents get old and worn out
People change
from friends to strangers
And change is inevitable
Nothing remains the same

All the chaos in our tiny world
Is a product
Of our Emotions gone wrong
An Outer Manifestation
Of the hate inside the hurt
of the Heart!

All the pain,
hate and suffering
In this fading world
Is just an outburst
Of what lies
submerged
inside
The bar less prison
Of a human mind!

The truth terrifies my human mind
Beyond the ties that bind...
Time stood still
And everything became blur
I was absent but stood I right there
Lost in deep thought,
Contemplating how
Dad left first
And then you followed
A candle blown upon by the wind
Our supplication ignored
A future denied and tears shed
Dreams shuttered by a boulder of sorrow
and a flower wilting, slowly dying
Uprooted and left to dry
Dyeing our hearts with depression...

Her impression of love
was nothing but...
A bar less prison
Sad!
She had a hateful
Perception ov love
A dead fateful lie
Cold as a sarcophagus...

How wrong she was
To think *** was love
And love was ***...
My ex...

Her mother would die for her
But she had never
Laid her down
On a bed of pleasures of the flesH
For true love
Isn't sensually sentimental
But unconditional.

She was wrong yet so strong
With legs wide open
Weakened by desire
She gave it away...

Her perception of
love was nothing but lust
And trust which left her in the dust
And she always thought
love didn't last
Cuz she was lost
So she lost
Something he needed
on the honey moon!