Alone

I walk alone to the beat of my heart

  while the rest of you dance

sweaty, hips grinding to a rhythm i cannot hear

  watching me like ghosts

  phantasms of faces

  ethereal and formless 

  like zephyrs in the rain

I don't feel the drops 

  don't feel your gaze 

  don't hear your voice...

because that dull ache eclipses it all

  leaden in my heart

    it hurts.

But the only moment that i am me,

is when you all disappear.

Reviews

[Urja Gokani]

amazingly written keep it up !!

[Sami Khalil]

You can't help but feel it. Bravo.....................

[Chris Micha]

Somber, sad, and relatable. Makes me think of my own depressive days. Great job!

[Frieda P]

Wow this smacks you in the face and flips you over...felt it's chill, and I so get it....

[KAin]

Great work on this one, J. The last two lines are particularly resonant- a perfect end to a very good poem. Nicely done!

[Muse]

like zephyrs in the rain

LOVE that line

sometimes we need to be alone

even if momentarily

"to feel that moment of clarity"

[Budimir Zdravkovic]

Nice poem. I like that you are highlighting the conflict between your social identity and your personal identity. And then you say "the moment you all disappear I am me." Why do you think the personal identity is more authentic? Is it due to the lack of social constraints that are imposed by the public?

[Christoph]

Yeah, I can feel this one on most nights. I have a love-hate relationship with being alone, but a mostly hate relationship with being in a crowd.