We are not all the same. I was just being me.

Friendship

We are not all the same. I was just being me.

I share no blood with the faces I see,
They are not family, nor are they to me.
In truth, I am nobody’s, drifting along,
A misplaced note in a careless song.
Just a stranger alone in a limitless space,
A universe built with no welcoming place.

 

They look at my surface and map out my mind,
Predicting the secrets they think they will find.
They box up my motives, assume they know well
The stories I carry, the truths that I tell.
But honestly, no one has ever looked through
The shell of the stranger, to see what is true.

 

And those who once knew me, who held all the keys,
Have crossed the great ocean and drifted on breeze.
They walked to the edge where the living must part,
And left me behind with a quieted heart.
Now they reside in the kingdom of gray,
In heaven—too far for my voice to astray.

 

So here I remain, unaligned and untied,
With nowhere to wander and nowhere to hide.
An island of one in a crowd of the known,
Forever detached, and forever alone.

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Comments8

  • sorenbarrett

    A poem of feeling isolated. Nicely rhymed and metered it calls out alone and adrift on a vast sea that one can not drink. A fave

    • Friendship

      thankyou

      • sorenbarrett

        You are very welcome Friendship

      • soheil khodaparasti

        A beautiful juxtaposition of profound loneliness and a strong sense of individuality.

      • Neville



        Made me want to dive straight through the screen in front of me and give you a BIG HUG .. Neville

        • Friendship

          thankyou🌹

        • Tristan Robert Lange

          What a poignant piece, Friendship. There’s grief here, but also that harder loneliness of being misread by the living while the people who truly knew you are gone. That leaves the speaker stranded in a very particular kind of solitude. Beautifully done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

          • Friendship

            thankyou🌹

          • turningpoint

            pretty good well done

          • arqios

            It reminds me that those who do see us actually truly do.

          • mylastwrites

            What a great piece of work. Drifting in the endless sea of life. I’ve been in those waters. Thank you for sharing.

          • Donteatmecows

            a poem of profound isolation and loneliness...well written...it expresses how people misunderstood you while nobody saw the real truth of you...as they were blind by their assumptions...I must say i have experienced the same thing...im very sorry you go through this, my friend, it is incredibly lonely when you don't truly align or belong with any family or friends



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