Feeling incredibly alone again,
Even amidst all these people
That surround me, on the daily.
Lost inside myself, unable
To make simple connections;
Feeling alienated when I try
To escape this head of mine
Yet the world seems strange
Beyond my own thought clouds,
Outside of myself. A stranger
In my own skin. How do I
Even begin to feel that
The natural world around me,
Is truly a place I can be and
Living by myself in my own
Imagination, is not a safe
Place to sleep? Will I ever
Figure it out? How to be
At home, be at peace
With all these people
That surround me?
Questions swirling in
My brain, trying to make
Sense of this nest I created,
My supposed happy place.
Yet, I find it hard to believe
That I can be happy there,
Inside this shell. I just want
To feel normal in all that
Is tangible, instead of lost,
Alienated and alone.
Mar 14, 2014
Mar 14, 2014 at 6:28 PM UTC
Feeling incredibly alone again,
Even amidst all these people
That surround me, on the daily.
Lost inside myself, unable
To make simple connections;
Feeling alienated when I try
To escape this head of mine
Yet the world seems strange
Beyond my own thought clouds,
Outside of myself. A stranger
In my own skin. How do I
Even begin to feel that
The natural world around me,
Is truly a place I can be and
Living by myself in my own
Imagination, is not a safe
Place to sleep? Will I ever
Figure it out? How to be
At home, be at peace
With all these people
That surround me?
Questions swirling in
My brain, trying to make
Sense of this nest I created,
My supposed happy place.
Yet, I find it hard to believe
That I can be happy there,
Inside this shell. I just want
To feel normal in all that
Is tangible, instead of lost,
Alienated and alone.
© Michelle Brunet 2014
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