Living In Solitude Poem by Nick Kler

Why was I never told?
As and when
I started to grow old
I'll have to spend
Every living moment
On my own, in solitude

Watching every star
Finally going to sleep
Leaving me on my own
In this dark, endless night

Having conversations with myself
Pretending, we were two
For better or for worst
For happy or the hurt
Till death do us apart
This, I never bargained for

Sometimes
I feel just fine
And sometimes
It eats up my insides

I'm always on a lookout
For insane asylum
Or a mad house
They are all closed down

No one is ever there
Waiting for me to get back home
No one ever wakes me up
Just for us to feel alive again