Lonely Thoughts
The tiles! Oh the tiles, on the floor so dusty white.
They comfort all my aching as the coolness within seeps..
My thoughts are crowding all around, and some they try to bite..
my mind is fogging, doubts are dodging into hurried heaps..
A rain cloud in my head tonight, I think that this must be.
And all the thunders grumbles spite, with powers I can't see..
Why must these lonely thoughts persist?! Oh why can't I be free!
To simply come, go, and assist, those needing help from me..
It isn't fair! Nobody cares.. my heart is one in a million "wares"..
They say "I do, I relate to you" then stride off to join a motley crew.
Must one be a shallow, carefree soul, to make "friends" of "learning", and fill these empty holes?
Where's the deepness of my yearning.. the quencher of this burning..
The protector from these sneers.. And my fighter against these fears..
Or could it be.. that someone is me.. Forever alone, am I destined to be?
Copyright © Elly Metz | Year Posted 2015
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