the two portals

read it, its a reflection of some very personal feelings that i've finally overcome

Two portals sit side by side

as i look into the first

All i see is me

alone in this lonely room

nothing is there

just me and those undecorated walls

An unfurnished room

except a TV and chair

that room is so bare

and it calls out to me

keep looking

oh please look hard

if you stare, you can see me there

alone and shut in

so very alone

Now i peer into the second portal

oh wonderful its a window

into a room filled with people

a raging party

music and fun linger in the air

I try to reach through the portal

but i cant

and as i start to stare

i see that this party is in the same room

just decorated and fun

this window is a mirror

not of what is but of what could be

but no matter how hard i stare

no matter how much i wish 

that i could be there

oh how longingly i want it

but i cant see myself there

no matter how hard i try

so i turn my back

on what could have been

oh what a graven image

I walk back to my chair

where i sit and wonder

why i cant escape

these weary walls

no choice but to wallow in self pity

hate, self loathing, and grief

all alone

wishing to escape

but i cant

oh, its so lonely here

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why i cant escape
these weary walls
no choice but to wallow in self pity
hate, self loathing, and grief
all alone
wishing to escape
but i cant

oh, its so lonely here


I can feel the lonliness in this. You are very talented. I like your poetry.