LUCY ROBINSON

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Alone

March 19, 2015 by Lucy Robinson in Poetry

AloneWeeping alone Sleeping alone Surrounded by alone

She did it to herself She made the space herself She carved it out with her fingernails Artificial red

Why? To weep? To smoke? To drink cheap wine & expensive cheese without anyone watching? When she's not alone She craves loneliness Her only constant companion

Blood on a page Words stamped in her brain She wants to matter to no one She wants no one to matter to her

She wears sunglasses and overcoats When she steps outside She prefers rain clouds To open skies

The potent sun that burns Her skin Too gauzy to protect her insides From the Evil

Some try to ignore it Until it strikes In the form of dishonest Devious

Heart-breakers As it always does So long as you are not Alone.

March 19, 2015 /Lucy Robinson
abandonment, abuse, death, existence, family, fear, grief, heartbreak, loss, Pain, poem, poetry, Relationships
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