N = NOBODY. LillBlu’s A to Z challenge.. 14/7/19

A Poem about having nobody.

No one but me

from eight till half 3.

No bear, no bears

nobody to see

no one but me

from eight till half three

OK, so I shouldn’t be on my own, especially when I’m having a bad day.

My head fills the silence with a cacophony of voices with their own tune to play.

My mind becomes a battleground, my body a field of death. A war rages inside of me and the silence becomes a deafening torment.

A thousand stories play out in the caverns of my mind and leak into my reality unchecked.

No rationale around me to steer me down the right paths, no one left to stir me from my wallow; the endless torment I’ve created just by being me.

Just by being lonely.

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