The Tragic Comedy of the Forever Alone

“Would you like to come away with me,”

He said,

But she was already dead.

So, she laughed at him from beyond the grave,

And he promptly ran away.

Forever, he feared what is familiar

For anybody else.

And to the doctor he called for a cure,

But no drugs could ever quell

The fright

That tied

Him up inside

In a solitary Hell.

A poor boy who grew to look like a man,

But he could barely stand

On his two feet

When he had to speak;

Conversations laid him up for weeks.

So, he sank softly into a shell

Made up of bad excuses.

For weeks on end, he would “feel unwell”

Till he was deemed reclusive.

On nights, when he would venture out

On urgings from the few he knew,

His fears would peak inside his gut

Till he covered them in puke.

Thus the few became far less

Till his only friend was loneliness�"

Forever unto the end.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A powerful and sad poem. Each of us fight battle we can't win. It is too late to seek forgiveness or a better ending. A lot of hidden story in the poem. Sometime in loneliness we can find what we lost. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Oyindamola Shoola]

bad experiences break people and even when they are able to pick themselves up, fear locks them in its cell.....and then depression comes in and builds room loneliness...
good description, well penned... keep it up.

[Dennis Shanaberg]

Thank you for the review!

[m.s.early]

What blazing imagery. Bad experiences cause a brick to be laid as a defense mechanism. As incident by incident leads to brick by brick, four walls form around until he is sealed inside, protected from further incidents, but utterly alone.

Skillfully crafted and executed. Masterful.

[Dennis Shanaberg]

Thanks for the review. I'm glad you enjoyed it.