I don’t do poetry. I’m not good at it, simple as that. But once in a while there are feelings that seem better expressed with a few words. I wrote this during one of those moments when your heart is bleeding and you don’t know what to do to stop it. I’ve said it often, writing is my therapy and somehow just writing it down makes it feel a little better.
The Monster
Loneliness is a monster
That chews on your heart
Sucks up your brain
And swallows your soul.
Nothing worse than this fear
Of being alone in a crowd
Succeeding but no one to share it
Passionate and nobody caring
Talking but no one listening
Crying and nobody seeing it
Hurting and no one noticing.
Loneliness is a monster
I want to slay but can’t fight
A monster who’s winning
My joy for life as the prize.
P.S.- If you feel like this, know you’re not alone and that even though that’s no consolation, there is a strange comfort in knowing someone else somewhere understands how you feel. Never hesitate to reach out to a friend, a therapist, maybe even a stranger…and when everything else fails, write it down. There is magic in the written word.