A lot of people are scared of being alone,
Left in a corner facing the wall of stone;
Feeling the chills that creep into the bone,
They couldn't do anything but silently moan.
In this world of Joneses,
What people do is fit in;
In this world of loneliness,
What I do is give in.
I know how it feels because I am one of them,
Feeling separated from the rest of the anonymity;
I just tricked myself that isolation is a gem,
That being alone doesn't mean you can't be happy.
I've been sailing this vast sea of depression,
What should be abandoned is negativity, not me;
'Cause clearly I can see what's in front of me,
I found an interesting island I can truly call my own.
(This is my first poetry for my 'Paintings and Poetry - A Profound Catharsis' series. As a beginner, I couldn't paint an original idea yet, so I watched a painting tutorial at YouTube and imitated it.)
April 5, 2019
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A Profound Catharsis
PoetryI am going through such an emotional stress. No professionals involved yet, so I wouldn't know the severity of my mental state. Instead of slashing my own wrist or hanging myself in the ceiling, I decided to write poems. I have also started studyin...
