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Today I opened the door for loneliness Still asleep youthful and full of life as I remember And this time I greeted him; not as an enemy or tax collector but an old friend I let him in and served him tea From today I will sit with and wait it out Till he walks out on his own accord He is not my enemy - he is my friend
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Mar 1
Mar 1, 2026 at 11:11 AM UTC
Growing up....
Today I opened the door for loneliness Still asleep youthful and full of life as I remember And this time I greeted him; not as an enemy or tax collector but an old friend I let him in and served him tea From today I will sit with and wait it out Till he walks out on his own accord He is not my enemy - he is my friend
I am someone who deflects, using work, school, people to avoid pain. After my mother's memorial, I realized I need to sit with it – the loneliness, being single (not in a bad way). Experience it, let it ride out. I wrote this to encourage you too: sit with painful stuff. It's gonna be okay. After a while, you'll dance in the rain alone without wishing someone was there.
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Mar 1
Mar 1, 2026 at 11:11 AM UTC
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