Loneliness

Here I sit, dreaming of days that will never come to fruition,
Days that I wouldn't be left alone with my own thoughts,
Hours that were filled with joy, not hollow, or filled with resent,
Minutes that can contain anything, instad of the dull predictableness,
Seconds that are so precious and great, not easily regrettable.

The simple fact is, that life is a b****,
All the things I imagine, will never come true,
No matter how close I get,
Life snatches away from my grasp, to show how stupid I am,
To believe that this time, I can get it.

As the sound of my music fills the air around me,
My dreams grow more vivid, more valuable,
They shield me from the harsh realities in front of me,
I am grateful for them, but they subdue and disappear,
My friends ask me, 'Are you ok?', I reply, 'Yeah, there just isn't much to say'

Author's Note

Antithesis of Euphoria, in a way

Reviews

[writer max ride]

sometimes people feel lonely they come and read poetry like this and become less and less lonely thank you so much for pining!! :)

[SomewhereInNeverland]

Thanks. :) It's something I do often, so why not turn it into a poem. :)

[writer max ride]

well you sure did do a beautiful job on this!

[SomewhereInNeverland]

Thanks so much! :')

[writer max ride]

no problem weird one!!!

[SomewhereInNeverland]

:') Thanks.

[writer max ride]

yep..........................................

[Simon Welsh]

Loneliness is its own reward. Like how this poem came to be. Nice.

[SomewhereInNeverland]

Thanks. I was just feeling down. :)

[Aaron the Baron]

This piece resonates with me. I can feel regret from it's passages.

[SomewhereInNeverland]

Thanks. :)

[Sami Khalil]

A sad and desperate state indeed...Hope things will get better...:)................

[SomewhereInNeverland]

Yeah, just having a few off days. :)

[Sami Khalil]

OK. You are welcome...:).....................

[writer max ride]

EYE BALL!!!