SOLO
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Loneliness is hard to live with
So much hurt though love you give
You’re invisible being amid
In a vast garden where picking fruits, they forbid
Some say what causes pain, just get rid
Sell off?
Like in an auction
Where you dare not cough
You have been outbid
Such caution
Don’t lift your hand
Just understand
To others behind a wall you’ve hid
They don’t want to find you
You don’t like what is true
Then move on there’s a place for you
Stop trying to fit in
Throw all your rubbish in the bin
Look at your skin so thin
Grow an imaginary layer
On the outside your hair is greyer
Do yourself a favour
Don’t be a player
Make rules for your very own game
Don’t feel shame
For what others do and say
Don’t wait around
Start today
© Fiona Cummings
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