You say you are lonely. <br />Are you? Come see MY solitary world. <br /> <br />I am lonely: <br />Not the ‘generally feeling lonely’ feeling – <br />You know, the ‘I need a cuddle 'cos I’m feeling a bit lonely today’ feeling; <br />Or the ‘I’m on my own today so I think I need to call up a friend’ feeling. <br />No, I mean the terror and depression of cold isolation; <br />That Black Hole of raw solitude; <br />The nadir you arrive at after a steady spiral downwards, inwards. <br />And suffocation by the blanket of social invisibility <br />Which insidiously greyed out your psyche without your knowing. <br />You know, when you alight on the platform of endless alcoholic days; <br />When you’re sprawled vacant and naked in the corner of your filthy room, <br />Oblivious to the scurrying life outside – <br />That which doesn’t acknowledge your existence anyway: <br /> <br />That’s lonely. <br /> <br />Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009<br /><br />Mark R Slaughter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lonely-you-lonely-i/
