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I am standing in the middle of this buzzing road surrounded by heavily crowded pools filled with plenty of other souls.                                there's so many of them                                too many of them                    how can I ever feel alone?                                but I am                                                  alone. they came in pairs, in triplets, quadruplets, and a million more number variations that I am too lazy to mention! they are going about the day, basking in the sunlight of their current successes, bragging. I wish they would shut up                                there's so many of them.                                too many of them.              how can I ever feel alone?                                but I am                                                 alone. I can feel the temperature shift beneath my feet as I slightly stumble on a rough patch they were helping each other ever so kindly ...but not me.                               there's so many of them around me                               too many of them             how can I ever feel alone?                               but I am still                                                       alone. but I don't much care about that lot there is another lot and there are worse feelings: like feeling shrivelled up in your own world and left to rot, lonely with the people who are supposed to be your home.                               I am alone.
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Feb 11, 2014
Feb 11, 2014 at 3:58 AM UTC
solitary
I am standing in the middle of this buzzing road surrounded by heavily crowded pools filled with plenty of other souls.                                there's so many of them                                too many of them                    how can I ever feel alone?                                but I am                                                  alone. they came in pairs, in triplets, quadruplets, and a million more number variations that I am too lazy to mention! they are going about the day, basking in the sunlight of their current successes, bragging. I wish they would shut up                                there's so many of them.                                too many of them.              how can I ever feel alone?                                but I am                                                 alone. I can feel the temperature shift beneath my feet as I slightly stumble on a rough patch they were helping each other ever so kindly ...but not me.                               there's so many of them around me                               too many of them             how can I ever feel alone?                               but I am still                                                       alone. but I don't much care about that lot there is another lot and there are worse feelings: like feeling shrivelled up in your own world and left to rot, lonely with the people who are supposed to be your home.                               I am alone.
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Feb 11, 2014
Feb 11, 2014 at 3:58 AM UTC
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