Sometimes

Alone is a state of mind

 

Sometimes

 

In crowded room

filled to capacity

wall to wall people

faces in drastic shapes and sizes

expressions fleeting and comical

voices gather into one sound

like the roar of an engine

constantly locked in neutral

revving at the slightest whim

never going anywhere

 

Yet here I stand

 

Nothing special

unnoticed as if in a room filled with mirrors

staring at myself

wondering why I am even here

reversed order, backwards is forwards

steps move in differing directions

and I come to realize

that sometimes

all we have…

is ourselves

 

 

 

Reviews

[FocusedAmnesia]

Very strong, and I like the way you have it formatted.

[Jack...]

Thank you so much

[Frieda P]

Ouch, I'm not liking these painful writes of yours so much, not that they're poorly written, just pains me to read so many of these from your pen Jack...hope you find your happy/romantic self back on track soon my friend! Good read, just very sad. :-(

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Frieda. Hey sometimes what comes out is what comes out. I do however always appreciate the smiles that you bring to me.