While alone

by redxiii   Apr 15, 2017


Loneliness and sadness suffocate my mind. Wishing things would end all of time.
Self destruction consumes my mind.
Thinking how much limited time.
Pushing myself with ambition seems the cure.
Running out of gas not wanting to think anymore.
Thoughts racing and screaming all in my head.
Wanting to accomplish so much before I'm dead.
So many paths that only I can choose.
No way to finish them all this isn't news.
Wishing someone understood me that I knew.
Maybe they can tell me how to pull through.
I feel so different from others, not quite the same.
Keep your money and your fame.
I'll stay in the shadows playing my game.
Hoping they don't consume the rest of my brain.
There's already too much darkness, I'm just saying.
That's the end, I wish I was playing.

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  • 7 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    A poem that I can relate to in many ways.
    Well rhymed and written throughout,

    All the best,

    Ben

  • 7 years ago

    by Ren

    First of all, welcome back! It's been awhile since you've posted on here.

    This is an extremely heavy write...full of uncertainty and a powerful desire for peace and connection...a longing to escape the challenges of this sometimes very dark world. As always, I wish there was more I could do to help you through this, but like your profile says, turning to your writing can be an excellent tool for healing and understanding-and like you said, it reminds you that you've been down rough roads before and were able to conquer them and get through it. You'll get through this rough patch, too :) well done and much love to you hon...hang in there. You know I'm always here for you.