I Learned to Love Loneliness

Written March 23rd 2010. Inspired by late 80's and early 90's music. Loneliness. Long rainy days reading, watching rubbish TV, daydreaming and escaping under too many blankets.

At the place where we're lost. The sky weeps 
out strangers, running down my brain. The stars 
bring us closer yet at least we're still hopelessly alone.

I remember your scars like they were my own.
I miss how cuts and bruises brought us home.
But sometimes nothing feels as good as pain.

The world is a school for ghosts 
to haunt our dreams. Sometimes
all life is, is just a row of school railings.

I fear feeling good. Because every now and then,
feeling is healing. And confusion makes us feel invisible.
But sometimes nothing feels as good as sex.

Who's going to pick up the litter of your mind?
We've got to work it out or go separate ways,
Everybody hits a crossroads. And get picked up by the wind.

I learned to love loneliness when you showed me the stars.
Sleep reminds me all i've got to remember you by are my scars. 
It seem's a waste. But sometimes nothing feels as right as suicide.

Books are your new skin, words no longer scratch.
A open mind is a closed book. If I was as hollow as a tree, 
I could forget sorrow. Life needs love like life needs death it's all we can do.

Like a hole in a wallet I would give all of my heart to you.
I stay in from the sun. Because you shouldn't look at the sun,
I prefer the rain. Because I was told it isn't right to stay out in the rain.

 Awesome 

May 5, 2010

• Beware It's Anything Goes
• I Learned to Love Loneliness

Author's Note

Preview image is of a naughty miserable lonely kid
and is a graphic made by Jillian Tamaki. That can
be found in the International Herald tribune.

Reviews

[deeps]

My Goodness this is a most amzing write here.

I really like

"Books are your new skin, words no longer scratch.
A open mind is a closed book. If I was as hollow as a tree,
I could forget sorrow. Life needs love like life needs death it's all we can do."

I so agree about the open mind is a closed book.
It seems that the minds that a closed mind seems to be more bearable at times. somtimes yet be stubborn as well. But yet a closed mind can be open to suggestion when a open mind is stranded in the middle of the truth.

This is so rock solid and amazing!

[Sweet & Tender Hooligan]

Thanks Kit Kat and that was along the lines of my thinking when I wrote it. I was thinking exactly that about open and closed minds. That sometimes open minds are just as closed or stubborn in a way as closed minds. I'm really flattered that you enjoy my writing as much as you do. And I appreciate your feedback very much. x

[Sweet & Tender Hooligan]

Thanks Cattie I'm very glad that you enjoyed my poem and
I'm immensely pleased that you liked those last couple of lines too. :)

[A.Lee]

This is really good. I love the feel of this. And I loved the last two lines. Well done.