Laughter,
Yelling,
Storytelling.
Loud voices fill the room,
Yet none are welcoming to me.
None acknowledge my very presence,
As if I were nonexistent.
No one here to talk to,
The only things that welcome me,
Are the shadows,
And my own overwhelming thoughts.
I could melt away,
& not a soul would endure sorrow,
As if I were never here,
As if I ignored them.
Perhaps,
I might as well melt away,
Be one with the shadows.
Escape fright & fear,
Elude anger & infuriation,
Evade sadness & despair,
& finally,
Truly,
Be joyful & delighted.
I'm melting away now,
Not a soul giving care,
Yet I smile,
Smile as if I were known,
As if I were loved,
As if I was accepted by my peers.
The only acceptance,
Is that of the shadows',
Not by family,
Nor colleagues,
But I accept the darkness,
Even as it overwhelms me.
I've completely melted away now,
My essence gone,
But a smile on my face.
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As I Sit Alone & Other Poems
PoetryTo explore and to understand, To feel and to not secondhand. The thoughts of one's self to share, To make intentions for others to care. To make for the ones whom walk in others' shoes a heartland.
