The journey to loneliness is blurry.
It a slow creeping decent,
the destination both surprising and unexpected.
People come and go, never constant,
never reliable.
I can't blame them,
they weren't required to stay;
never signed a contract tethering their life to mine.
But in those times when loneliness is my only companion,
spiralling thoughts plant seeds of doubt in my mind.
Maybe they left because I wasn't good enough?
Maybe I drove them away?
Maybe I unknowingly created the distance between us,
a gap they once attempted to bridge but eventually gave up trying.
It was a slow journey, but a fast fall.
Suddenly I was left alone,
shrouded in an unescapable darkness,
fighting demons with no one to offer a comforting light.
Maybe loneliness isn't my only companion after all.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts from my brain
PoetryIt's poetic, in a way. This is a mixture of poems and short passages. I'm writing these for myself, I guess, as a way to collect my thought, but I hope you enjoy the little pieces of me you read.
