It dawns on me that, <br />Two people could be different <br />In almost every way, <br />Yet feel the exact same way. <br />And I don't understand it. <br /> <br />If we're all so similar, <br />Why are the differences <br />So powerful that <br />Similarity is murdered? <br />Forgotten <br /> <br />Why do we feel so utterly alone <br />In everything <br />All the time? <br /> <br />Why are we so used to, <br />Comforted and tortured <br />By loneliness <br />That we chase intimacy away? <br /> <br />Worry and trust cant live <br />In the same house harmoniously, <br />Yet loneliness and comfort <br />Walk that thin line between <br />Love and hate seamlessly. <br />Dipping into each other's stash <br />Quite often even. <br />With no vigilance, <br />soon they become one another. <br />And the door is shut to happiness. <br /> <br />Hundreds of people. <br />Thousands of people <br />So busy being lonely...together. <br /> <br />Is it fear? <br />Fear of revealing what is true? <br />Fear of showing oneself? <br />Fear that things will go so well... <br />You would have to leave behind <br />The misery you're so damn used to.<br /><br />Noemi Lee<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/useless-loneliness/
