Dealing With Life Alone Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Stranded, at a loss, left alone to deal with life, forgetting
what it feels like to be loved one minute for oneself.

Logically looking forward to dying a final death, realizing
the aloneness, and emptiness life is when you have no one.

Discovering even a close friend has no interest in what you
do, whether you're around or not.

A friend who doesn't bother calling or looking for you even
when they know you are in need or afraid of falling apart.

There is no one as life crumbles into dust, taking with it,
the last particles of once vivid dreams and hope.

Left deadened, out on a limb, no longer caring to hang on,
watching the wind blow the last particles of your life's
hopes out of sight, lost forever, somewhere.

No friend around to see the final damage done, rising from
the ground after having let go of the limb, walking away
empty-hearted, all hope gone.

Getting through each day of life alone and unloved, never
knowing anyone, going astray on a final path to death's
destruction.