My Friends Are Moving On

About feeling your own life is devoid of meaning, and that you wish you could make and fulfil your plans in life as your friends have done

I'm picking at the last of my food

But I haven't felt hunger for days

I've torn myself of all compassion

All my love cast to the earth

My home-town's now looking strange

In the grey between hope and loss

I'm heading in a direction

Unknown to any map or compass

I want to purge my demons at any cost

I gave my heart cheaply away

It's only hollow, etched from glass

What else can I do but self-destruct

I will drink away my spectres

And damage my body

To reflect my mind

Picking up the guitar and playing

Daylight and night-time merge as one

I've shed myself of all emotion

An emptiness, I'm devoid of love

All of my friends are growing up

All of my friends are moving on

Beyond the bleak hotels and city pubs

I'm not part of a circle

I'm disregarded by the cliques

People want to wear the night

But it's not designer but an eternal sigh

It's only the soulless who feel unique

What else do I have but self-disgust

Solace in alcoholic nectar

Corroded like my heart

All black inside

Reviews

[Clara]

My favourite lines:

Solace in alcoholic nectar
Corroded like my heart
All black inside

Well penned, my friend.

[Simon Welsh]

You ain't got rid of me! Aha, nice write dude.

[LightforChrist]

I know exactly how you feel right now, Jay. Three of my friends just got married, many of them have children of their own, and I am still on my own just trying to figure it all out. This place in life is not always a fun place to be, but writing all of your pain and sorrow down on paper definitely does help. Awesome poem and keep your chin up, because pretty soon these dark days will be over with.

[shallimarRose]

Hey there Jay.. This is a good strong poem. Nice form flow and feel .. We all have to grow up sometime. We all need friends. I felt the envy and sadness in this. Don't drown your sorrows in "alcoholic nectar" Keep writing your pain perhaps one day your friends will envy you. Just not today. If you ever need to vent message me I will listen with no judgment. On the other hand if this is all metaphor and you are fine.. ((clapping)) bravo.. great poem.. xo Rose

[Pryde Foltz]

Great poem. A truthful and well-written piece and one with which I can relate. My discovery... We do ourselves an injustice when we compare our life accomplishments to another. Pen on.

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

"Solace in alcoholic nectar." -Creative line :x