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The Loner
by Mark Sebring → (All Poetry by Mark Sebring)
Monday, January 14, 2019    Rated "PG" by the Author.
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I was there.
No one cared.
I walked away.
 
I left a trail of bread crumbs.
No one followed.
I came back - for a while.
 
No one cared.
I walked away again.
No one cared.
I walked away - even farther.
 
No one cared.
No one cared.
No one cared.
 
 

 

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Reviewed by Ronald Hull
Reviewed on January 16, 2019
Being a new author in the marketplace can be like that. It's comforting to think that they will come in droves long after you are dead.

Ron

Reviewed by Mark Sebring
Reviewed on January 16, 2019
"It's no good trying to get rid of your own aloneness. You've got to stick to it all your life.
Only at times, at times, the gap will be filled in. At times! But you have to wait for the times.
Accept your own aloneness and stick to it, all your life. And then accept the times when
the gap is filled in, when they come. But they've got to come. You can't force them."
D.H. Lawrence (Lady Chatterley's Lover)


Alienation (From Misfit to Hermit)
As resignation is the acceptance of despair,
so isolation is the avoidance of rejection.
These are coping mechanisms.

I need to stop reaching out to people.
Every time I do, it turns out to be a mistake.
I have a strong desire to be known, understood, appreciated,
that makes me want to open up to people, but I always regret it.
I must accept that no one really sees me. No one is interested.
I will always walk alone.

No one will read this. (Not while I'm alive.)
I've poured my heart out here, but there's not one person,
NOT ONE PERSON WHO CARES.
I've done my best to persuade people to read
the things I've written, but to no avail.

"He was a man who wasn't there.
No one noticed. Nobody cared.
He was a man. He was a man.
He was a man, who wasn't there."
Bram K. Singer (The Man Who Wasn't There)

Reviewed by John Domino
Reviewed on January 16, 2019
A sad, lonely poem. But, the birds MUST have enjoyed those bread crumbs! So one or more did care! Amen!


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