Alone
I was always afraid to be on my own 
Constantly crowded by voices including my own
Mine overlapping everyone else’s
But never on its own 
I don’t know why I hid from myself 
Like I did the monsters under my bed
Fell asleep straight away 
Too afraid to be alone with my thoughts 
Without other people I had nothing
I existed completely within their opinions of me 
I was a shadow who attached themselves to other people’s
bodies 
Why was I so afraid of myself?
Cute little girl 
Pig tails 
Telling tales of fun days out 
Singing songs
The whole world my audience 
And I was so proud of who I was when they were looking
But it was when I had to be still 
When I had to be quite 
When I had to be alone
That is when I could not cope 
Why?
Was it because she always played with me 
so when she died 
I associated any alone time with the burning pain inside my
chest 
Or was it because to be alone was a punishment 
From my best friend
I was told to behave 
Or else 
I would have to be alone
And I would have to face who I was becoming 
A voice so loud but silent when there was no one around to
hear 
So I would attach myself to my mother
My dad called me a limpet crab 
Said I would love it if I could just crawl back into her belly
I replied ‘yes, I would’ 
Because there
attached and dependent
I would never have to be alone again
 
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