Dreadful Solitide

Dreadful Solitide

A Poem by Barbara Borel

You don't know me at all. Facade and fake smiles , happy eyes with sunlight beaming through. This is what you see. Belly laughs and joking, sweet tulips and wine. You think all of these things. I've been waiting for my whole life, for these things to be real. Happiness, peace, and contentment. The things that you see. But, my inner core is a war. Of snake pits, dying animals, rotten fish and children thrown in dark caves. Inside there is a loneliness no human can find. Try as you may, I won't let you in there. Not because humans are despicable, unintelligent, lying animals. Not because they use others for their benefit. Not because I am not worthy of love. I bury this loneliness deep inside, so far down only I have the key. I do this for my pride, my sanity ,and to save my soul from the evil that humans are capable of. The immortal are cursed, damn. They must live in this dreadful solitude for ever. Pity them. But above all, do not attempt to love them.

© 2016 Barbara Borel


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Added on November 25, 2016
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Barbara Borel
Barbara Borel

Metairie , LA



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Born and raised in New Orleans. Use words as a way of expressing myself. I dont write for an audience or to get praise or please anyone. Writing is therapy. In my eyes expressing words in paper... th.. more..

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