Reblog – Loneliness and me

I hope you enjoy this piece as much as I did. It was achingly human.

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Loneliness and me.

  

 

I found myself dwelling in the past
looking for the remains of the old me
wondering, how I used to feel.

What I found was

The love in my blood had drained
The trust I had in people had died
And the loneliness had embraced me
Since the night I stayed awake and cried.

Should I fear it, I questioned
What makes me a human, I don’t feel it anymore
Its been a while since I have felt a touch

I haven’t been touched in a while
touched by kindness
touched by love
touched by affection
I’m locked inside a prison of isolation

No one has come to see me yet
No one tried to free me yet
No one seems to be bothered by my absence
No one cares if I’m doing okay or not.

So I’ve decided to adopt it
Embrace the loneliness to used it for good.

I shut myself in
far away from the world
from the world where nobody cared anything I said

I start to live on my own
inside a big empty hall,
I start to explore,
explore the walls
see if they can protect me
or can they be broken by the storm

The storm lurking outside
waiting for me to go out
so it can devour me from inside

I live by myself
drawing, writing, praying.
drawing poetry, writing stories and saying my prayers
so I can learn to appreciate my solitude
and turn my flaws into art.

Understood

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Do you hear me?
Do you get me?

Feel the urgency,
the intensity?

Do I resonate in your mind?
Does understanding flood your thoughts?

I hope, I wish.
Or will you always back away?

Hide your feelings and your thoughts,
dismissing me.

Letting go, more and more.
Inch by inch, problem by problem.

Can’t you hear that I need you?
I want you.

Lost now in anger, resentment, and fear.
Yours and Mine.

Where’s the connection between us now?
Was there ever one, really?

Can you feel me?
No, I don’t think you can.