In the ache of loneliness
I learned to love myself.
In learning to love myself
I have found a peace
No human can offer.
In the ache of loneliness
I learned to love myself.
In learning to love myself
I have found a peace
No human can offer.
When no other
Comes in search of you
You must find yourself
Or
Remain ever lonely with your own company.
She asks how you are doing.
You have a short
Conversation,
The whole time
Her heart screaming inside her
Chest,
“I am so lonely.
So goddamn lonely.”
Her brain holding the dam straight and strong against
The welling of tears.
And she laughs.
She hugs you
A little longer than you feel comfortable so
You let go
And
“Let’s catch up soon”
And she glances to the ocean.
The ocean who is always calling.
And she thinks how much she longs to go to her.
“The ocean will hold me as long as I need
And stroke my tangled hair.”
She asks for nothing
In return.
“And i do not need to speak.
I walk on to where i need to go
Leaving the ocean for
Now.
She waits for my return.”
Her heart beating morse code,
Begging,
Wait for me. Wait for me.
Crunchy leaves
brown, orange, yellow
Under my feet.
I
try to step lightly
But
It is no use.
The bench is empty,
Waiting for my company.
The swing set too
Swings so lonely.
Rusty bolts add color to the gray.
The schoolchildren
Are tending to books
Now.
I am trying to count the clouds
But
They join into one and block the sun.
Summer;
Summer
Ran away.
For so many years I hid bits of myself.
I tucked
My favorite Legos in the floorboards,
In the house where the gun went off.
Hoping someday someone would find them and
Create something admirable.
I wrote my name in nooks
And secret places hoping someday
Someone would read me;
My book.
I placed my voice in a jar
And put it in a corner
Hoping someday
Someone would find it,
Open
It and hear me;
My song.
I am going back and collecting these bits of me
Myself.
For I know my worth now
And those bits are too lovely to keep hidden
In dark places;
Too lonely to wait any longer
Simply wishing to be found by another.
All of me for me.
Only
This ink and the moon
Know how lonely
The night
Has
Been.
She only comes out
When it’s
Storming.
The raindrops embrace
Her tears.
She only comes out
When it’s
Raining.
The thunder hides
Her cries
As she trembles in
Fear.
She only smiles
At clouds
And butterflies.
Likes the sun in her eyes.
And now
She’s standing at the bus stop
Laughing out loud.
You see,
She knows no one else
Can
See the Angels
Keeping company
With the
Lonely people
As they
Pass her by.
Every waking hour.
Walking in my dreams.
To the lost and lonely souls.
To the hungry
Aching souls.
I send you love and light,
Hope and peace
From my lost and lonely soul.
From
My hungry
Aching
Soul.