BUDGET FRIEND

if a friend at all

alone

is how I spend my time

a currency I exchange willingly

because being

alone

is all I can afford

 

how long until I have enough to sell

to trade

for consolation

on the nights,

the nights when no amount of

warmth

will bring comfort

no amount of light can blind

stun

the lingering

aching thoughts

that haunt the dark corners

inside my head

 

when the touch of my

fingertips

are too familiar

 

and I lose the friend

I have

in myself 

Reviews

[FIN]

Lonesomeness captured in its essence. And the lingering thoughts of "am I enough/will I be enough/can I be enough to/for another."

I quite enjoyed this poem, from how it was composed to the story it tells and the emotions evoked.

Feelings of not being enough... I know all to well.

Stay up; and much love,

LR

[lua]

thank you, take care of yourself :)

[Alias]

Beautifully heartfelt poem, one to read over and over to get the full meaning of this, and one I'm translates differently to all of us. The friend in yourself isn't always the best friend to count on. Lovely write thanks for sharing.

[lua]

thank you :)

[mum]

love this! I can totally relate

[lua]

thank you, take care :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

wow, i can relate to this...those times when we feel we are our only friend...and sometimes not a good enough friend...we can't console ourselves...we can't build ourselves up enough...
nicely done...

j.

[lua]

thank you :)

[KTizzle]

I think this does a great job at making me sad. I definitely felt loneliness from these lines. I loved how you expounded on the idea of "spending" to convey this emotion.

Nice write.

-Jazz

[lua]

thank you so much :)

[Austin_Tyler]

Beautiful, deep and a little dark. Nice work, I like it.

[lua]

thank you :)

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If time and emotions could be traded as currency I would buy up both time and happiness. Very moving write

[lua]

thank you, it is interesting to think what we would give up if abstract items became our currency