Lonely

a Poem by Raquel Swann

Lonely is a deserted island with no boat.

It is a lone tree that still stands after a fire.

It is a caterpillar wrapping itself up in a cocoon.

It is a conversation with an inanimate object and expecting an answer.

It is a field full of weeds with only one flower blooming.

It is an animal in a cage awaiting its owner to return from a long work day.

It is knowing the truth and living a lie.

It is being given the directions and having no legs.

It is walking a circular path over and over again.

It is a solution with no resolution.

It is a tear with no tissue.

It is a clown with no circus.

It is a sunny day with no where to go. Edit

It is a secret with no one to tell.

It is how I feel.

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