Alone i thought...

Alone...

I thought, i thought about it in the morning

brushing away the night 

i thought about it in the shower

washing him away. 

When did silent become so loud 

shut up.

i can't hear myself think

Alone became my friend 

it beat me.

A place full of love became 

a prison 

I can't escape their laughter 

thoughts 

and schemes. 

You're all the same anyway

Alone... 

i thought, again i thought 

as i closed the world away. 

Reviews

[Pax]

Our pen always takes us to this kind of journey and feeling. I know this friend very well, the lonesome feeling. Perhaps I could call him - my lonely friend.

The loneliness in the dark corners of our mind.
the silent screaming thoughts...
the silent emptiness we felt...
with all that it create many unforeseen thoughts or unexpected thoughts.
It creates fear, noises that isn't there... or creates a barrier between your friends...
all that...
alone in our thought, is a sad feeling...
in silent our thought becomes the loudest..

very well expressed...

[La Luna]

Thank you very much... and you understand very well :) x

[Scott Metro]

When did silent become so loud
i can't hear myself think
shut up.

How well I know this feeling..trouble is...you can't run away from that.
This is very nice..well done Luna.
Enjoyed this.
Scott

[La Luna]

I'm happy you understand. Thank you Scott x

[Scott Metro]

My pleasure..
Scott

[Yaseen J Malik]

In the begining you express your alienation, then in the last stanza you express that they are alone as well.
Excellently crafted

[La Luna]

Thank you very much... i'm glad you noticed :) x

[Saddam]

lovely poem on loneness, a kind of diffrent art is yours. carry on with your pen. loveya.

[La Luna]

Thank you very much. will do :) x