Alone - Not Lonely
Alone –
There were times when I feared it
The stillness
Silence
The horror of my thoughts being so loud
No longer hidden by busy actions, reactions, opinions and decrees
The words of others drowning out my own
Alone I was vulnerable to the harshness of my evaluation
The truth that always chased me down
I stayed busy, surrounded, well occupied
Trying desperately to avoid the feeling:
Lonely –
Even in crowds, still it hovered over me like a cloud
Misunderstood, assumed upon, judged
A dark shroud that weighed heavy upon my shoulders
I hid within myself even as I gave myself to others
Lonely and Alone
My need for people was desperate
An appetite voracious and unsatisfied
No amount of connection appeased my loneliness
I find rest in quiet stillness and no longer fear
Alone
Love has healed by deepest wounds and smoothed my rough edges
I am kind to myself, allowing myself the luxury of joy
No longer eaten from the inside by loneliness,
I rest from the craving of input and opinions of others
I welcome stillness and relish in the quiet sounds of
Living
Alone but not Lonely
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