Alone
I want to run away,
Beyond the imaginable boundaries–
A place in which I can find console,
The console I lacked with you.
I find myself in a bay of grey,
Surrounded by numerous mistakes–
The ones I made,
The ones I will always regret.
The cleansing can’t swim,
Through the oceans of grief within.
I can’t take my tormenting burden anymore,
So I fade away to the bay,
Where I find some of the missing pieces of my blur.
I walk along the sapphire sea,
Carrying stones on my feet,
Drowning in an ocean of suffering.
I uncontrollably lament– knowing that, in the end,
I’ll always be at this desolate bay,
Alone.
I wrote this poem during a very hard time in my life. I hope you enjoy my suffering, figiratively!
