Life withered from pain
Days lost to routine
Time lingers boredom reins
Distraction the only gain
Purpose abandons the soul
Aimlessly traveling no goals
Numbing isolation, all alone
Disconnected nowhere to go
Maybe its time to go home
But where that is who knows
Mindless the journey flows
Not living, not loving
Not feeling, not seeing
Not being, just existing
Lost and unnoticed
Forgotten and misplaced
Passing through no face
Invisible amongst the masses
Present without a trace
Aware yet not caring
Life wasted without sharing
Only myself to blame
copyright – Michael R. Wood - 2003
Thanks for more insight!!
Love Tinka
Your sense of romanticism shines through the sadness; so, I pray the loneliness is not yours.
When you have time, check out my latest A/D contribution: "The Ice Princess."
Lots of love in Christ~~
Bonnie Q
Unicorn Haven
Vesna
so deeply felt--beautifully, sadly penned
(((HUGS))) and love,
karla. :(
In Spirit,
Bear
Reindeer
Sandie Angel a.k.a. May Lu :o)