Misery Loves Company (And It Found It) Poem by Scott Forster

Themes: sadness, bitterness, pain, feeling lost in the world, loneliness, crying, emptiness.


Sometimes life grabs you by the throat,
forcs you to examine words you wrote
upon a page
and on looking up
you see yourself on the stage
quoting tragedy in a daze
with sorrow at the open door.

Clinging to any comfort you can,
lost in a city of strangers.
Isolated, alone in your own cell
a reversal of Sartre's 'other people are hell'.
When in moments of judging the void
you'd sell your soul not to be the voice
crying out in the wilderness
far removed from tenderness
consumed by the flame of bitterness.

At the World's End you'll find me wandering,
dangling on the edge
remembering those things you said.

The world could've stopped turning
apocalypse come
It would not have mattered
I am foreign to the joy of the sun.

I lost my faithful light
and for almost a year, the world was eternal night.
Any stranger who dared to ask,
'what is written on your heart? '
my reply: 'abandon hope from the start '.

Like a foolish son of Atlas,
I bore all the burden of humanity upon my back
when time to shrug them off
My vision was obscured by starless black.