Ryann Blair

Alone - Poem by Ryann Blair

I guess to some extent you get used to being alone.
Eventually you just stop expecting the phone to ever ring and
Spending your nights alone at home doesn’t bother you.
You don’t expect nor seek out conversation or company.
Like a recluse, you detach from life’s creation and each day you watch your own reality, slowly slip, slip, slipping away.
Days go by completely soundless, wordless, like life’s been muted.
In this lonely inaudible world my sanity has become of question. The silence from my thoughts echo’s so forcefully inside my head, it’s ricocheting and pulsating through my soul to the depths of the unknown?
So, sure you might get used to being alone...
But it hurts like Hell and brings such pain I couldn’t attempt or try to re-iterate...
'August 2013'

Comments about Alone by Ryann Blair

  • Rookie - 52 Points Princess Lilypad (8/18/2013 3:11:00 AM)

    Great subject content. Very nicely strewn. Thank you (Report) Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
  • Gold Star - 12,196 Points Khairul Ahsan (8/17/2013 8:37:00 PM)

    But it hurts like Hell and brings such pain I couldn’t attempt or try to re-iterate…
    So nicely expressed..... (Report) Reply

Read all 2 comments »

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 17, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 29, 2013

[Hata Bildir]