Lonely...
That's how I wish to feel
at least in that safe place, my haven
But Faces...
That's all I see
Scared.. That's how I feel
For they drive me insane!
Mockery, Injustice, Ridicule thrown at me
I've been made lonely
Sadly, that's not what I feel....
The harshness of their songs
like dry willow leaves
face stings with pain
as they slap my cheeks
sugar coated words of cruelty, they speak
sharp blades of grass
searing pain in my feet
pure innocent Wickedness,
Cackling laughter surrounds me
Swirling like the strong currents of the Polluted Wind
nipping at my skin, biting from within..
Scarlet is all I see
The picture so bleak..
Emotions - Lust, Anger, Blood
churning poison in this kaleidoscope
crushing thoughts, echoing voices
A constant cacophony
rumbling above like the dark dreary clouds
A never ending agony
caused by them from down below!
Would a lightening stop the pain?
Or would it result in more heartache?
What about the howling storm?
Will it also take away my warmth?
cause I know I'm no fool
that's all they ever do
Judge with those cruel eyes
lies, they say, All Lies!
Oh the Irony! Yes "I lie" on a thorny bed of tragedy!
Waiting....
Waiting for the soothing breeze to lull me to sleep
Waiting to be lonely, but the screams never cease
Sigh....
How long before lonely 'I will eventually be'....?
When all is languished and the end I meet
Lonely...
A single headstone over the vast expanse of dry desolate land
Lonely I will be....
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Lonely... I Will Be...
PoetryIn a world filled with judgments and harsh moments; with the constant reminders of one's mistakes, misgivings, insecurities and failures being thrown at their face mocking their very existence, the wish to be freed from this unmelodic irritating rep...
