Her laughing eyes hide many secrets:

unannounced plans, unconsidered acts,

unspoken vanities, untold shames,

unexpected joys, unembarrassed loves,

unclaimed errors, unsung braveries,

the pressing void if no one sleeps nearby.

I

wait here alone,

in breathless nothing.

If you tap me,

I’ll shiver like lightning,

or melt like daylight,

or implode like a star,

consumed by the weight of my own gravity.

I am not formed to be caressed,

but would die,

just to be touched,

for a blazing instant,

by you

#Poetry, #Loneliness

The feeling

of being

both

surrounded by

and full of

dense

gray

fog,

visibility

zero.

Foggy gloom

Anxiety Pace

Window Invitings

No, just covered with rain

Time ticks and with each one

I go insane

Loneliness is my friend

But even he evades

I try to follow

But my tears.. are my only trace

I scream at the blanket of star above me

Where are you?

I beg for a response, a reply, a gesture, but I find nothing

Where are you?

I can’t hear your voice anymore, although I listen earnestly, endlessly

Where are you?

I can’t find my way out of this flat, dark place

Where are you?

I remember the times you held me close, told me things, showed me dreams, pictures, words, but now my senses are dead to you

Where are you?

Am I truly alone here, or just deaf and blind to everything you say

Will you ever come back to me?

Take my bones

One by one

From my skin

And watch them sink

Black lake water

Boiling then returning to glass

Aching stillness in the 5 am half-light

Ask how many nights

I will lay with winter's fingers

Under my skin

Playing the piano on my ribcage

Painting blue onto my lips

And calling it love

Without words

I cannot think,

I cannot sing,

My mind a desert,

my heart

unheard...

I cannot write,

I cannot love,

Your motion cures like

drops of

honey...

I cannot feel,

I cannot speak,

All that was once mine

drifted...,

once... mine?

Loneliness; I can't explain

It's emptiness, sadness; aching pain

It's a desperate longing; a plea; a scream

It's ugly, and ragged; heavy and mean.

I would try to escape; I'd have no remorse,

but the loneliness traps me;

it slams and locks the doors.

L onesome

O utcast

N eglected

E stranged

L eft

I solated

N ot "fine"

E mpty

S ecluded

S olitary