a poem my sister mary ellen wrote for me.
lonelylonely isn't easy
it's not truly just a word
and it's not something you can
will away
you can pray to god
that it might go away
but it won't
not without help
So you fight your lonely
with people and alcohol and touch
and go back for more when
lonely still haunts you
and cry when somehow
it isn't enough
and deny it, try and forget it
try and bury the lonely away
Or you simply survive,
knowing you're lonely,
shedding your tears,
but unwilling to cave in.
Simply wait for it to go
wait for the times when
lonely abates
and you don't hurt anymore
they tell you you're supposed to thrive
don't just survive, they say,
and you are ashamed that you are lonely
being told it's all your fault,
that it's your choice to be lonely
telling you you could be happy
if you would just try
but that's not true, not real, not now
don't tell yourself it's all your fault
because it isn't, not really
it simply is
and you can't forget that
that it will go away
it will leave you and let you go
you won't always be gripped
with this lonely that holds you now
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