Alone

Holiday weekend solitary

Everyone is with a loved one…not me

They’re thinking of each other

I’m thinking of “we”

 

Alone…waiting…for something…for nothing… anything

Anything is better than desolation

Anything is better than thinking of myself and what I lack

A close someone…a companion

 

On a Holiday weekend

Alone with my thoughts

Brothers…children, family

Close friends…their clan

 

I’m a miserable loner

Why invite me to a party?

I’ll only bring you down

You remember her too, don’t you?

 

You don’t want to be reminded of her … not here

I’ll remind you

She’s not there…

as the Zombies said in ’64

 

 Loss of life seems the greatest of all

But there’s a greater loss

Leaving the stage seems like the worst fate

But there’s a more worse fortune

 

Walking away from life is IT! 

You’re done! Fini, termini, extremita, fondo, 

No more for you but those you left behind…

They’re still there…without you!

 

I still feel pain of your leaving

But I think of Garth’s reminder

The only way to avoid the pain of your loss

Would be to miss the dance we had together