Alone

I've got too much to loose to risk looking back.
Issues with trust and they say I care too much.
I can't keep getting lost in my own mind...
Or continue to get stuck on what was because there's no button to rewind.



I'm building these walls up tall,
I'm isolating myself on purpose.
I've got to figure this thing out on my own...
Let 25 years of problems come to the surface.
I have to figure out where I belong...
For now, I have to be alone.

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

I can relate to this.... a sorrowful poem, struggling to find oneself, dealing with pain, building walls is very tough....but one can usually crawl out of the black abyss; it takes time and much deep thought. I really like your honesty here; and I do empathize with your issues. A very important poem not only in the writing but in the content as well. Bravo!
Best, B.

[barleygirl]

As a loner, you're singing my tune. I have a tendency to grind on things, whether good or bad. I tire people out with my grinding obsessive thoughts. It's better to just allow these little frenzies to pass without wearing out other people with my madness. Not to say you are mad. But this is just how it is for me, being bipolar. I'll rejoin the world when the storms pass (((HUGS)))