From the perspective of a child…

lonely-boy

Isolation Permeates

How could you do this to us?
Abandon us and leave us to our luck?
Do you regret any of this?
Do you wish you turn back the clock?

You went out to serve your own needs
You went away for your personal journey
But you have forgotten about your seeds
We need you more than we need your money.

You have nothing to explain to me
The details in the actions you’ve taken
Speak out so much more loudly
Speak a lot clearer than your own sobbing story.

How could you do this to us?
Leaving us both without any of you?
Do you regret any of this?
Wasn’t there anything else left to do?

You went out to find your own freedom
You went away in search of your inner self
Is it worth the consequences of your decision?
As you watch the ones you love vanish away.

You have nothing to explain to me
Save the grey reasons for another day
Can you image how lonely I felt?
When I needed you, you weren’t there.

So, you have nothing to explain to me
The details in the actions you’ve taken
Speak out so much more loudly
Speak a lot clearer than your own sobbing story.

These are the things that no matter how much you explain
Will never remove all the guilt, all the hurt, all the pain.

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Comments
  1. This poem is filled with such strong, heartbreaking emotions. I wish that I had words for this and that there was something to be said. I will say that love is stronger than anything else, at least that is what I believe, and though someone might not understand actions but love can be felt and appreciated no matter the distance or location.

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