alone by Timothy D Paschall

Poem by: Timothy D Paschall

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Middle School was not a fun time for me. This poem is a product of that.

alone

i ride home on a tiger

made of cheese;

yellow and striped with black mold

and when i am there

i am not alone.

Anguish and Grief

are my companions

Together

we talk for hours

about stupid stuff

like me and chivalry

and the way an autumn moon

brushes across your face.

Together

we mourn the days of life

that are past,

a menagerie of pain

and misunderstanding -

But as memories flood my mind,

a kaleidoscope of bitterness,

i must not allow

my soul to grow numb

for when i do

my friends are gone

and i am alone.

Submitted: July 21, 2010

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RabbitWriter

Sorta hard to fallow at first but when You see where its going with the cheese thing and all. It makes alot of sense. I enjoyed it.
Im in middle school myself now. I can relate to the feeling sometimes.
Great one though :)

Wed, July 21st, 2010 11:34am

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thank you for the comments. I can see how it would be hard to follow at first. I was really writing from that place where you just try to disappear into your own mind. Figuratively, I wanted to show how I dealt with my lonliness by creating a world of my own, where I could do anything and be anything.

Ultimately, I was alone. But, in personifying that lonliness...I could fool myself into pretending otherwise.

Anyway, thanks for writing back!

Wed, July 21st, 2010 5:07am

bimbobunny

Wow this was so deep! I especially enjoyed the ending. and WTF?!?! Product of middle school?! Im super jealous! I never wrote something remotely talented in middle school! Enjoyed this poem very much!

Wed, July 21st, 2010 1:05pm

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thank you. please take a look at my other writings as well. I'd love to get feedback on those (if you have time, of course). I'm glad that you enjoyed it. Writing this piece, at the time, was truly a cathartic process for me...and it really freed my mind.

Wed, July 21st, 2010 6:36am