Alone is how I feel, all the time.
I stand outside my car in the rain.
No hat, no rain boots, just
me in the rain.
When I open my door a
receipt is seen dancing in the wind.
Not mine but I pick it up to
recycle this little dude.
I stand as tall as I can
with nothing in between.
The Nikes I have on right
now are older than my age and
My car is leaking fluids. I
can feel nothing.
Right now I can feel absolutely
nothing. The rain touches
My left shoulder, it graces
my nose. But I can’t feel it.
I think I am finally realizing
this. I think the thought just hit me.
It doesn’t matter where I
am.
It doesn’t matter who I am
with, I am alone and blank.
Blank like the canvas in
front of the teacher.
I can see the man smile next
to me and I don’t feel it.
I am alone in a world full
of greedy humans. I am alone
In a place where no one can
see me, they don’t understand.
As the gum sticks to the
pavement in the morning rain,
I can see my life going down
the drain.
I can pretend to be happy,
even in the darkest of times.
I can pretend to like you
and all around us.
But I just found out that I
will forever be alone.
Like the one piece of grass
that grew through the pavement.
Alone. I can have a man and
a home, but all I feel is alone.
For the man, I feel sorry; I
know he will never know. But he loves me
He is stuck here without me.
My body lies next to
Him in bed, but I still feel
empty.
