The Decline of Loneliness

This poem is dedicated to readers who are feeling lonely, depressed and hopeless. You have strength left in you to reach out, to dial the number and say ‘I’m not ok’.

the crowded room
is suffocating
comprehension of conversation
is fading
avoiding eye contcact
diminishing in chatter
and laughter

party is over
shut the door
make myself small
curl up in a ball

sleep is not coming
live life vicariously
through social feeds
play some music
read some poetry
fighting loneliness

the morning sun
is way too bright
red eyed
sallow skin
coffee tastes bland
not hungry
lack of will
to face the day

should check the mailbox
someone may wave
and says Hi
it’s so worth getting up
step out
to see
feel again

the door is locked
two metres is too far away
my will is too short-lived
rescue is too distant

drowning further down
into the whirlpool
of nothingness
on Boxing Day

Author: Cassa Bassa

๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ณ inquisitive, observant, witty, a thinker, was a misfitย child ๐Ÿ˜Š

10 thoughts on “The Decline of Loneliness”

  1. Goodness, how I relate to this piece… You’ve described perfectly what life is like when living in the clutches of major depression. This is brilliant and courageous writing. A big thank you for sharing this. ๐Ÿ™‚

    Liked by 1 person

    1. There is sadness to know that you relate to this poem. I wrote it to share another reality of the festival season, hope that we don’t forget we have friends who feel different during this time. Wishing you health and peace Mike!

      Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: