Love Poems for the Loveless

Solitude

I stare at the empty chair across from me

As the brisk breeze blows the pages of my notepad

It chills me down to the soul

And like a statue, I continue to stare

As time passes, I remain solid and solitary

However, I am joined, on occasion, by birds preaching their sympathy

Though I fear this solitude is causing me to break down

For I am no longer an intact statue

And as my existence is transcribed on this notepad

I feel the pain begin to dull, as I become numb

Perhaps isolation doesn't produce enlightenment

I wouldn't really know if I've changed, for I have forgotten my previous self

I feel as though I am not well suited to this existence

If it's sink or swim, I'm neither sinking nor swimming

I am simply floating through life, with no definite destination

The roadmap of life doesn't give clear directions

Now I think I know what can save me

If only I could find my saving grace

Something that could warm my soul

And show me the way home