SHE SAT ALONE

TELL SOMEONE THEY ARE SPECIAL TODAY. TOMORROW MAY BE TOO LATE.

SHE SAT ALONE

She sat alone in deep despair,

With tears upon her cheeks.
She thought she was defective...
So she seldom chose to speak.

She needed comfort from the nights
That took her will to live.
But no one seemed to understand...
She needed them to give.

She often sat in disarray,
With heavy head bowed low...
Yet those who saw here day to day,
Were privy to a 'show.'

Her smile of strength, resolve and pride
She bore with each new day...
Belied what she was apt to hide
And what she LONGED to say.

One morning when the sun was up
And she did not respond...
Her 'friends' began to gather 'round
To see her....just for fun.

It was too late....for in her night
Of deepest dark despair,
She left this world by her own choice...
She thought they did not care.

.............................................................
Tell someone they are special today...

before it is too late.

Reviews

[Lorry]

Hit some nerves with your words here Sharon, that more than I will be nodding in agreement with.
The mask of never letting it show is a burden too heavy for prolonged usage, as it requires breathing in deeply and not letting it out until safe in the cocoon of silent walls.
Your words ring so true that it is obvious you have known/seen such people, that think speaking out is a weakness, but it is not. It is what needs to be done for the sufferer to comprehend their own plight truly and underdtand that the world can be too busy and distracted enough to see the signs amongst a constantly rushed life.
It may even surprise them to hear that others too feel choked in a never still world and that moment of finally speaking can be the turning of the valve that releases the feeling of isolation.
Whenever I have found myself struggling, I later reflect on how surprising the direction comforting words can come from, sometimes strangers or hardly known folk, that can say more in one sentence than the months spent trying to find the answers alone.
No one is strong all the time and hopefully, those who need kind words will find that what they perceived as weakness is nothing of the sort. It is but the lack of a voice replying, assuring us that sometimes our mind can consume us.
Who can truly say they have never felt like that?
Such a beautiful thought, that sends compasdion and understanding across the screens of the world, in the hope it will find just one ear to hear words that so need to be heard.
Which makes you special.
There. Job done 😀

[Miss Sharon]

My sweet friend your words have touched me deeply. Thank you for a wonderful response to this write. I appreciate you! ~Sharon

[Arundass TP]

Beautifully written poem. The poem gives an air of urgency to help. keep it up.

[Miss Sharon]

Thank you for your kind review of this write! ~Sharon

[Chris Shaw]

Penned beautifully dear Sharon describing the plight of one lonely soul who took her own life because she thought no one cared. Tragic, and there are so many more like her. Just a friendly word, a telephone call might make all the difference.

Chris

[Laz K.]

I've been sitting here for a while now, thinking of something to say. The message is obvious, the delivery is clear and touching. Depression, feeling isolated and alienated are very common. I'd venture to say that it affects everyone to a degree. The poem flows well, I like the balanced structure, and the rhyme scheme that carries the eyes to the painful climax.

[T.S. Ulmus]

A smile of strength while others don't seem to understand. You captured a feeling here. Perhaps screaming madness behind a mask is the only way to birth a poet. You managed to send your voice out and echo in many ears the sound we've come so accustomed to alone. She sat alone with a billion people that sat with her.

[Miss Sharon]

Thank you so much for your compassionate and very perceptive review of this write. ~Sharon

[Angie G]

Beautiful write dear friend. It's often the case sadly. I lost two relatives the same day. That day happened to be my birthday. But beyond the hurt and pain I realized it was God's love that met them in heaven and it is God's love that has given me strength to keep living. Unfortunately many don't see the beauty this cruel world has to offer. Beautiful write once again.

[Miss Sharon]

What a beautifully compassionate review of this write. Thank you so much. ~Sharon

[Lydia Shutter]

Oh Sharon, this is heartbreaking. How true that some people are severely depressed, but show a mask of happiness to the world. No one realizes how dark the nights are for them. A very close friend of mine committed suicide a few years ago and as I read the emotional lines, I thought of him. This poem really hit me. One of your best. Lydi**

[Miss Sharon]

Thanks so much for a wonderful response to this write Lydi. When I visited my Mom in the nursing home I always say many little ladies sitting alone looking out the window. That memory prompted this write. ~Sharon

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this really got to me...I lost a best friend in 1984 to a fire. She lived in Texas. Our last conversation I remember so well...and we told each other we loved each other to end the call...I am still grateful for that.
Someone must know that he or she is important to at least one person, it really matters.
j.

[Miss Sharon]

Thank you my friend for your beautiful and compassionate response to this write. I would expect nothing less of you. ~Sharon