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Posted by PM80 on April 4, 2005, at 15:42:46
I feel alone.
A shadow of what I pleasantly present
To my peers. To my boss.
An enthusiastic fasade of rising intent
Fastened over shades of weary confusion.
Occasionally reality shifts and the fasade reflects my heart;
External harmonizes internal,
Equal in strength and substance
And I am whole.
Too soon I fall within myself;
My previous state of self reasserts
And the mask nearly cracks under the strain
Of once again holding my world softly together.
Melancholy is the product of an incoherent loss;
Not fatal, not catastrophic, but real
Real and festering quietly without theatrics.
I do not know how all this can be.
I am so small inside myself;
I am alone.
Posted by alexandra_k on April 5, 2005, at 3:41:49
In reply to I feel alone, posted by PM80 on April 4, 2005, at 15:42:46
(((PM80)))
I hear you.
Tonight.
I do.All the Babblers have gone to sleep
I wander the boards alone
Looking for someone
Anyone
To talk to.
And I find your post.
On the outside things remain the same
The show must go on.
But on the inside
Emptiness
Sometimes frantic scratching
But mostly
Emptiness.
Sometimes it is different.
Sometimes I can look within and feel whole.
And find peace with myself.
But not often.
Not nearly often enough.If it helps at all I think there are many of us
United in our solitude, if that makes any sense.
That was a beautiful poem.
Thank you.
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