Dark Poetry Prose Poetry December 15, 2003 Dark Poetic Prose

12-15-03 monday 8:36pm brick NJ

to be alone. to embrace my awkward humility. to accept that this in fact is who i am. the most that i can be. to be here like this. thrust into the quiet fortress of solitude. and to clutch the loneliness as i would a lover. embrace it. take it as my bride. cause we are destined to be together. always. because i cannot run from her. cannot leave her. she lives there in my heart. there in my soul. an integral part.

not alone. just myself. like a star in the heavens. surrounded by a million of them. but still isolated as ever. empty gases frothing to create light. travelling several lifetimes to reach someone. that light seldom reaches us before that star has died. so alike these lives.

not pulling in. not pushing away. just no longer able. not without the need to. just lacking the strength. anymore.

to be alone. to accept the futility. to fuck the loneliness like a whore and convince myself i require nothing more. to be alone. who i am. to hate myself because of that. to say goodbye in silence. as we always have. empty our feelings into the moment and then leave it there. all alone.