I would like to talk to someone,
not on any topic,
but of life and few past
maybe a smile, to be my last.
I lost someone, not one,
characters I wish not to forget
but that will end, for my doctors have no solution.
My friends died one by one,
and only I left to Eulogize them,
for now a void is left,
one that I filll with sad thoughts,
who will tell my story when i'm gone.
He was a quiet happy man,
who loved whole heartedly.
"A good man has been taken"
they will say.
Instead I wrote my eulogy
and a final quote before my journey,
for when i'm gone no one will be there
to tell how lonely I was.
Yes I smile and have merry
but deep inside is a tomb of secrets.
And when i'm gone, they will forever remain secrets.
I tried talking to people about myself,
made calls and visits
and all they were, was busy.
The busy poets is to be free of life,
and forever his soul will remain in shackles.
For I wish to talk to people
but i'm getting tired of trying.
they will write on my tombstone ;
"As silently as you lived, forever in silence may you sleep."
For no one bothered to learn,
I like fire more than casket.
Very dark indeed but I'm sure we all think that way sometimes.
I think I may possibly be a little like you although I have many friends. However my silence is self inflicted. If something is troubling it is never voiced and I tend to go through it alone. Much of it I vent in poems (although it's often hidden and sometimes very open). Never vocalised though.
Perhaps I'm stupid for bottling it up but it's the way I've always been.
That said there is an amazing bunch of people here who have also been through much. So there is always someone who will relate.
Hi, Darklight. This piece is very raw and I think we all can relate to that feeling of being alone in silence. People think of dying instead of living which appears to be easier. I do agree this world is in need of genuine relationships where there is openness and sharing of thoughts and feelings...but as you have said, people are busy surviving on their own...much more care about others.
Greatly expressed... I hope you know you are not alone.
Sadly there are lots of people who will relate to this because they either dont have friends or close family. When we were kids we would sit for hours talking to random elderly people and they would talk about their lives or we would sit and listen to our Grandma tell us about her adventures and life stories but you are right no one wants to listen any more. Very well written emotional and astute. Milly x