Where did everybody go?
I’m living in a void
Safe to say this is my home
Back and forth in empty space
Pacing an invisible floor
No walls define this place
Echoes singing back to me
Echoes singing
Back to me, back to me
Airwaves flooding with misery
But it’s comforting
To have some company
Projections in the vast
Deliver memories
My future meets my past
Surrounded by pictures
Of faces I knew
Dreamers, wishers, hunters, fishers
And just like that
I’m in a void
I’m back
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Author:
ThisIsMyIdentity (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 8th, 2020 06:51
- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this poem on an early morning during the COVID-19 quarantine. While I wanted to write it for others who felt alone and isolated during this time, it quickly became a vivid portrayal of what my own ptsd feels like.
- Category: Reflection
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BRIAN HERE ~ Good afternoon FRIEND welcome to MPS ! It is an interactive site and operates by reading & commenting on each others Poems ! It sure has saved some of us from going MAD during LOCKDOWN. If you comment you should get replies & Members will comment on your Poems ~ OK !
Angela & I married 2 weeks ago with just our Parents as witnesses ! So Im on lockdown in our First Home doing all the cooking - cleaning - gardening etc while ANGELA (who is a PHYSIO) is on the front line in the Local Hospital. She isnt in ICU but on the Orthopedic Ward & Physio Clinic. Your Poem struck a chord with me but Angela is home @ 6pm and I am a Lecturer in Catering Science so she loves my cooking. Lamb Casserole tonight with Rhubarb & Apple Crumble ~ AMEN Please check our SITE ~ Thanks !
Thanks for sharing ~ more please !
Blessings & Peace & Joy
Love Brian & Angela 🧡🤍💙
Wow! That’s incredible. Congratulations to you both. And thank you Angela for all of the work are doing and will continue to do throughout this crisis! Catering science sounds so interesting. I love food and have been doing quite a bit of cooking myself.
Anyway, I just wanted to say thank you for reading! I’ve never been on anything like this for poets and was a bit nervous to post. So I appreciate it, and I’m glad it resonated with you in some way. Enjoy your casserole! Sounds splendid!
❤️
In your first verse you cracked it "this is my home" it is the place that we always return to, our homes are places where we can be ourselves and in these times it can be the best place to be as your words show.
Welcome to MPS.
Thank you for reading and commenting! Home can certainly be the best place. It can also be the worst place for some, unfortunately. I tried to portray that struggle a bit for those having a hard time with the quarantine while still embracing that indeed I am safe at home.
Difficult times indeed.. but they will pass.. Honest... Well penned my friend..
Neville
Thank you, Neville! Yes, this too shall pass. Better days await.
We're walking in anew park now... It will either become familiar or we will soon see something we recognise and return home... Either way soon we will be home again.
Excellent write thanks for the Fave's earlier I am flattered...
I write to see thew world from different sides and ThisIsMyIdentity bravo on the name by the way... Keep writing
Andrew,
You are so very welcome! I loved reading your work. I read them all. I couldn’t stop.
I read to view the world in different perspectives. I write to share my own perception. Thank you for taking the time to read my writes and providing a new window to (so vividly) perceive part of life that is still unknown to me. Hat’s off to you my friend.
I agree with the reading vs writing
But things happen when you write you don't expect, I learn about myself
Or they do to me
Keep safe!
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