Lonely

  • Lonely

    But I am the wind. And my soul is alone as it blows through the jars of neat and tidy life. Oh, the aching. For, home floats free; I will never be bound. Can you not see? I will never… Continue reading

  • Waves

    I have lived on this earth with them, but not apart of them. It is a story I have not written. I, ( whoever ‘I’ is ) would not write a story such as this. I am them and they… Continue reading

  • Together, Alone

    In the lonely hours they cry for their humanity. For the lost past, for the uncertain present they wander lost. Together, alone. Continue reading

  • Loneliness

    There is depth and beauty in loneliness. It is quiet. Peaceful. And though I’ve never known it, loneliness is the wave that has known me a lifetime, long. Its quiet waits for nothing, it just hangs in the air, aching,… Continue reading

  • The Lonely Soul

    The lonely soul is a beauty. She is quiet, so quiet as she whispers her way through the noise, through the dark, through the rain. Sing a sweet song to her. Call to her and she shall hand you a… Continue reading

  • Lonely

    Sometimes I feel lonely. Sometimes, in those moments of quiet, I wish that someone brave and beautiful would find me, and speak to me, and hold me tighter than that. Someone brave enough to see all of me, and feed… Continue reading

  • Alone

    Sometimes, I feel alone. Even when I’m surrounded by people… I’m not really. I’m alone, drifting in a rose coloured world of wonder. I’m not sad about it— feeling alone, that is. It’s a beautiful place, this world I live in.… Continue reading