Is There Anyone There?

Is there a point to any of this?

Why do I sit and write like this?

Is anyone even out there to read this shit?

All seems a bit hopeless and desperate.

My heart is on my sleeve,

I bleed for you,

Can't you see?

I cannot hear a single soul,

It is lonely here,

The quietness is my friend,

That I know,

Still makes me feel hollow,

When I feel I am on my own.

Maybe I shall disappear into the moonlight,

Escape to the sea,

Back to where my heart has always been.

Would anyone even notice I had gone?

Doubtful,

Since I seem to be the only one who hears this sorrowful song.

© 2017 MK AC Nevin-Crooks

Love Life Poetry