We are alone

We are alone

A Poem by Mark
"

Togetherness is an illusion

"
I dropped, screaming lungs on fire.
Held tight, laid down, blanket covered dark.
I am alone, I cry into this space alone .

I see the desperation,
Standing in the middle of delusion
We hope alone.

her breathing , naked bodies pressed
make me forget a moment
I return to the dark in my skull.

We hold hands, we cling, we pretend
Coupled we fool us that
We aren't alone.

See me, validate my fate.
I don't need your company
Just tell me what you think.

Sighing in bed bones complain
Watery eyes, wrinkled life
Years turned to star light

When it's done, no matter
No sign, no link of mind
We all die alone.

© 2024 Mark


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Being intimate does not take away the loneliness when we feel so alone inside.
Others around us cannot make us right...it has to come from within...and often that peace is so hard to attain....Desperation felt here.
Very strong poem Mark.
I relate to this in many ways.
j.

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Being intimate does not take away the loneliness when we feel so alone inside.
Others around us cannot make us right...it has to come from within...and often that peace is so hard to attain....Desperation felt here.
Very strong poem Mark.
I relate to this in many ways.
j.

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Mark
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