SolitudeA Poem by Spoken
in a 4x4x4 room
no light, no tv, no tables or chairs
or other solid comforts
found in material things..
just you
in the middle of a cold floor- biting your skin
to remind you how unwanted you are
the walls seem sound proof- starring blankly back at you
the darkness- so empty your eyes ache
straining to lay rest on some kind of shapeliness
the walls could cave in on top of you
the earth beneath you could quake
and you’d wonder if anyone would even hear
your world turning against you
the air is suffocating
you are choke in the loneliness
of your own wrestles soul…
in that moment
you realize the world rotates just fine
without your balance within it
and the hands of time just like
the energizer bunny
go on and on
your existence hasn’t a seconds effect
on the gears of the forever turning clock
called life
you can’t stop it
and
it doesn’t need you
hours go by
you are alone
no one’s calling you on the phone
to ask if you are all right
no one’s blowing the fog horn
or sounding the alarm
they’re playing cards with their friends
talking for hours with their lovers
playing with their babies
hugging their mothers
laughing, crying, smiling, smirking
talking and carousing away
with someone
somewhere else
and you
you have no one
you are no where
you’re alone
with your loneliness
© 2008 SpokenAuthor's Note
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Added on December 28, 2008Last Updated on December 28, 2008 AuthorSpokenToto, KSAboutI am.. never the same. I am.. {fill in the blank} I am.. ! I am.. ? I could talk to you for hours about me.... and you'd walk away stratching your head. SOMETIMES YOU JUST .. more..Writing
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