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Isolated in silence

deafening loneliness

By TBD Published 5 years ago Updated 4 years ago 2 min read
Isolated in silence
Photo by Wladislaw Peljuchno on Unsplash

The loneliness that isn’t so lonely

The feeling of empty when the glass is half full

The feeling of isolation when in a crowded room

The words I love you with no story behind it

Mother and father that are your sense of warmth when in a numbing room

Your best friends who are solid, feel like liquid slipping out of your hands

The feeling of crying when laughing

Feeling of a blue funk when the yellow rays of sun strike

Taking advantage when happiness creep through the door before the dreadful alarm

Makes poor happiness afraid to show its heart

The feeling of being a bird in a cage when having an ability to roam through the sky

Mom says just open your wings

Dad says just let it flow

The problem is not the flow but the cold

Hysterical is what you are

NO mom it’s not hysteria, it’s true sadness and loneliness that won’t leave me alone

It’s a lion waiting to be tamed

But lonely you are not!

No mother! Lonely I am not but loneliness I feel

I am full of love indeed that I am

But it feels like my heart has a hole where all love escapes

Even if it does not choose to go

The shine in my heart is turning to rust

13+ hours of sleep and still feel like I’m being deprived

Trying to hide myself under the sheets

Trying to cover the problems that are not problems but scenarios I have been made to believe

The joyful story of friends becomes a dreadful realization of the blankness in you like

The realization hitting you whilst sitting in a room with a therapist talking to you about what’s wrong

How are you feeling?

How was your week?

Are you okay?

No one cares

And I am found alone

You are not alone a fact that is

Someone cares

You are not alone

So why the emptiness?

Why the loud depressing music blasting from your room?

Why does being you mean being alone?

Why does being alone mean being loved

Why am I what I am now?

Why am I sad

But sad I should not be

Why did depression have to come knocking

But it did not leave, it stayed and is now an unwanted guest

For me and maybe for you

sad poetry

About the Creator

TBD

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