I’m standing in sea of sadness where I’m drowning in loneliness.
Opened my eyes, too many problems
I’m wearing dynamite necklace and dreaming
someone else will come and
defend me from myself but it’s too late.
Looking through distance between my life,death
and me,so long and for eternity.
I walk alone these empty streets
there is not a second,no one with me.
I have been rejected,
With drooping head I try to mingle in crowd but
people pass without noticing me and
I doubt,have I ever been me alive?
Left alone in this place so dead
Playing hide and seek with coffins of this land.
My own shadow tries to escape from me,
I struggled to set myself free from forlornness,
but can’t because it circulates with my blood.
Loneliness is evident from my whole body,
I run toward woods to hide myself in it’s grove,
I proceed ocean to lost in it’s waves
but if trees are vulnerable and ocean is anhydrous then
how can they fill me?
I love to hate myself,
when animal inside me becomes alive on my solitary,
and grows wild,instead of attacking others I hurt myself.
Sadness is beautiful as it flies away on the wings of time
and loneliness is tragical,I’m so weak to win this war.
These wounds are so deep,it’s too much that
even time can not heal then
what people will dig out of me?
Periodically,I think is this real? or just fantasy land
but truth is always bitter pill to swallow.
Now,my own tears cry on me and I wonder
to be adult is to be alone.






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