Three Things To Do When Alone

Written by Okezie, one of our poetry writers, and edited by Kate, one of our editors!

One:

In solitude, I bleed out onto paper;

Hoping I can survive and call it poetry,

Hoping I can write the words that will remain unsaid,

The words that I’d rather be telling you.

Two:

When alone I cease to exist;

No longer a man, I am only an extension of my thoughts,

Thoughts that end up discarded when I am thrust back into reality,

Thoughts that remind me of the depth of my aloneness.

Three:

At the end of the day, I rest;

For when I sleep, I cannot be confronted by my problems,

For when I dream, with or without my eyes open,

I dream of being alone, alone with you.

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This piece was written by one of our poetry columnists and literature writers, Okezie. Reach them at @okezie_v2, on Instagram!

This piece was edited by one of our editors, Kate. Reach them at @DrKMC, on Instagram!

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