Obsidian loneliness

I have over the last few years come to realize a relatively harsh truth. No matter who you are with, you are always alone.

Wandering into the haze
sinking into the forest
revealing the rugged landscape
of sorrow's confusion.

Bleak and gray peaks
cloaked in a shroud of rain
I've stumbled into the
obsidian night of my pain.

On the surface I smile and wave
but beneath the veneer
my heart is as black as the grave
this choking fog I cannot clear.

Only the closest of my friends
know I'm lost in here
and though they draw near
there is no way to prevent how this ends
I am alone I fear.

- Krystal Jones

Reviews

[jb]

Lots of suspense here! Great work.

[Gerry Legister]

Beautiful poem, nicely written with emotions woven in each

[silent poet]

this is beautiful, sad but truths usually are.. nice work

[Death Girl]

This is a beautiful poem filled with emotion. As I read it felt as if it was written with a lot of emotion and I think that sometimes the best piece are written from the heart. Nicely done.