The Glass Labyrinth

people pass by you ,

they watch you but they don’t see you

they hear you but they don’t listen to you

they touch you but they don’t feel you

they know you but they don’t understand you

they live with you but they are not with you

you are alone , you are by yourself

although there are many people in the city

you still feel so lonely

wait , you know what , you’re not alone

loneliness is always with you

 

Sometimes I feel like I’m into a glass labyrinth

because all I see is me 

 no one else , just myself

all alone , no body else

I try to find other people , some friends

but the only friends I have are myself

the different sides of me

they turn out into persons

in different shape

sometimes I look bigger , sometimes skinny

because of the reflection of my face in the mirror

 

When I feel alone ,

I try to convince myself that the sky and the stars are with me

that clouds and the birds are by my side

that the flowers and butterfly are here

and say I have mother nature , and sister birds

 

when I feel alone ,

I go inside the glass labyrinth

 in order to see faces , faces of mine

in order to feel that I’m surrounded by people

even though the only people here are me

there jess 1 , here’s jess 2 , here comes  jess  ∞

It’s stupid , I know

but that what loneliness do

it made you the best friend of yourself

it made you talk with the person living inside of you

because simply there's no body else to talk to

If  I can’t live with myself , than how can I live with people ?

If  I can’t love myself , then how can I love the others ?

I used to say you're my one and only

Now I say I'm alone and lonely

Lost between the mirrors of this glass labyrinth
and found by the faces of my strength

The glass labyrinth is my shelter in times of loneliness

I feel home , I feel warm

The glass labyrinth is the place that every lonely person should go to

Reviews

[thaleeyaLuna]

Thank you for inviting me to read this.
I can definitely relate to this poem of yours, for sometimes in loneliness, the only ones we have are ourselves.
Reading through this poem felt like I was walking inside my own glass labyrinth - seeing only myself. It was clever of you to use that figure to express your feelings.
Oh, there's just a minimal error at the 1st stanza, 8th line.
But, you've done nicely. Keep it up. :)

[Black Jess]

Thank you Luna ^^ . well I used that figure because I could only imagine myself walking in the glass labyrinth . oh please tell me what was my mistake so I can correct it .

[thaleeyaLuna]

You're welcome!
1st stanza, 8th line: there "are" many people.

[Darian B.]

Yea, I can definitely relate to this piece. It's so hard when even with everyone we have in our lives, we are left helplessly alone. Those phrases in the first stanza are phrases I see happen every day. Then there is the glass labyrinth you describe so eloquently. Just remember you aren't alone. You have your poems and the poems of others. More importantly, there are poets on here who know what you are going through. If you ever need a friend, I'm just a message away. Great poem :)

[Black Jess]

Oh my god it really means a lot to me . yeah you're right poems are with me , that's the reason we write , right ? And thanks my friend for everything