Web of Loneliness Poems

Poems of the Lonely

They Sit There…


They sit there, and they smile graciously. They sit there and they whisper quietly. They sit there and they move their chair when you come near.

They sit there, and stare, and wonder. They sit there and look away when you look back. They sit there and ignore you when you ask them the time. They shun me, but no longer. Now the jury is coming to tear me apart. I am the monster in the castle, and they are knocking down the door. People fear what they can’t understand? NO! People fear the truth, especially when it shows how meaningless their material based world is. They fear it when you tell them that they are just like me. Just like me. We all are nothing. People fear being nothing. So people fear me, because I tell them the truth. People fear the truth. Fortunately, what people fear, people destroy. So I have been, am now to continue being destroyed by the people. However, this constant destruction only fuels me, because I unfortunately cannot be destroyed. I will only live on to she grin of all.

 

 

Jess B

 

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