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A Lonely Journey

A Lonely Journey

J'ai une ame solitaire. I am a lonely soul. The simple words Brad Delp, the lead singer of Boston, wrote on a note before he committed suicide. I think about that a lot, because I know how he feels, even with thousands of people around. There are dark regions of our psyche which I think are more prominent in some than others. And life doesn't help. You realize out of the billions of people in the world, how few really, actually care about you, and it's distressing. Wouldn't the world be much nicer, if everyone cared more about each other, rather than money or possessions. And it's hard to believe in God sometimes, but if you think about it, it's the only thing that makes sense. If we don't have something to believe in, nothing makes sense, and nothing matters. And He's given us life so that we could create war, and poverty, and starvation, and greed? Pearls before swine, I guess, but I want to thank my good friends on here, who actually do care. You guys know who you are, so thank you. M. 
 

I have seen the darkest days…
Wandered ‘bout this crimson haze
While all the world has ventured on
And passed me by as if I’d gone

‘I am just a lonely soul’,
What he wrote as bells did toll
Now I know his broken mind,
Toiling through this world blind

Songs of peace and songs of love,
Consumed by what we’re thinking of
Yet as we paint them to our scheme,
We find they’re but a melting dream

We look into the eyes of fate
We recognize our dire strait
And when we need a heart to care
It’s absent friends who gather there

I tried to bring the light inside
But failed as flames they did subside
When all about the open air
Just fades to black in soul’s despair

Sing to me your saddest song
For all the peace of life is gone
And when the final music plays
My heart will know your darkest days.
 

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A Lonely Journey

Hi Matt, 
This is Bruno Meatlegg, I'm filling in for Parrotlegg as he's ill(presumably from your last poem). Anyway, after reading your poem, I began experiencing horrible eyeball cramps, followed by dysentery, trichinosis, monkey piddling, and uncontrollable yodeling with psoriassis. Parrotlegg said to send my medical bills to your insurance. Is it still Blue Cross Blue Shield? Thank you. Your poem stinks. 

Meatlegg. 

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A Lonely Journey

You know, Bruno, I pay Parrotleggs a great deal of money to write comments on my poetry so I look viable! And he can't show up just because he has the sniffles??!! I'm enraged, but not in an angry way. 

M. 

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A Lonely Journey

Hi Matt, 
Meatlegg again(and I'm charging for this one, too). I think he's actually deceased(your last poem was pretttty bad), but hopefully he'll be back by Monday. This job stinks, even if it's good money. 

ML. 

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Silkseduction

I love these lines: 

Sing to me your saddest song
For all the peace of life is gone
And when the final music plays
My heart will know your darkest days.

Beautiful work, Matthew! 

Hugs xx
Lauren

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A Lonely Journey

Silky, 
You're so sweet! Thank you very much! I should pay YOU to review my work. Do you accept IOU's? I'm very generous with them. 
That was my favorite part, too(perhaps because it was mercifully towards the end! lol). Kidding. 
I so appreciate all of your kind encouragement. You're awesome! 

Hugs, 

Matthew. 

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Ian William

Awesome poem! When I saw the opening words, I was immediately reminded of twin peaks, those very words spoken by a lonely soul who was confined by agoraphobia, before hanging himself.

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A Lonely Journey

Hi Ian, 
Thank you so much!! I loved that show, Twin Peaks. It was so dark, and strange, and deep. That's cool that it evoked a memory, albeit a sad one, but I'm really glad you liked it. 
Good to see you, my friend. Have a good day. 

M. 

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Ian William

You are very welcome. Out of any language or words pieced together, those few words have always resonated with me in such a profound way, and this piece you've magnificently created, justifies the sentiment.

 

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A Lonely Journey

What a nice compliment. Thanks. Those words have also had quite an effect on me. I know how you feel. 
Thanks again! 

M. 

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Cherie Sumner-Taylor

Hi dear Matthew....I feel such pain and sorrow in this...It hurts my own heart...Sometimes, the world paints a scene of such darkness and little hope, that it can feel we are alone.  But I know that God is real and is that hope always there.  He does care when we hurt, but the world we live in is broken since the days of Adam and Eve in the garden.  It will not always be this way.  There is a perfect world after this one...but I look at this one as a test and a hard one at that!  But  our experiences make us who we are and I have to believe that our choices do matter and can make differences after pain.  I wish I could say this life has answers, but in truth it may be the next one does.  Life does matter and YOUR life matters.  You are a beautiful soul, and God loves you, and  your friends on Cosmo see how special and kind hearted you are.  You are a great writer, and part of that comes from pain that leads to beautiful expression.  I appreciate you very much.  Love n Hugs, Cheerie ;)

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A Lonely Journey

My God, what a kind heart you have. You can actually see, on here, how you just feel for other people. I love that. You're a great person. 
You're one of(the main one) people I thanked at the bottom of my soliloquy. 
More people should be you. 
Anyway, I'm OK, I just go between moods of sadness, and wackiness, with some insanity in-between. lol. 
I can't thank you enough for being my friend, and such a wonderful person, it means a lot. More than you know. 
And thanks for the ever-awesome comments you always give. 
Hove and lugs, 
Matthew. 

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lodigiana

Hi Matthew
It is said that ‘No Man Is An Island’. But I think we both know that isn’t true..especially when we feel so constantly cut off from the ‘mainland’ of life, but maybe there should be a codesil added to that which reads’ unless he can find a liferaft’..friendships are the liferafts we all cling to my lovely, Your writing is beautiful, sad and thought provoking..you know me enough to know that I have been through some muddy waters myself and often found myself searching for flotsam to hang onto...friends and a belief in God gave me that...this is a lovely piece and although sad you know there is plenty of ‘flotsam’ out here for your to grab hold of...big hugs my honorary xxxx
Grammy xx

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A Lonely Journey

Hi Grammy, 
Thank you so much! You're too sweet...or toot sweet(if you were in Chitty Chitty Bang Bang). 
It's true, the friendships, even on here, are really wonderful, and I'm so glad I've met people like you(you're a tremendous piece of flotsam). : ) 
I'm not a big fan of life, I can't figure it out, and it's beaten me up pretty good, but there are glimpses of sunlight out there, I guess. 
I think I may have swallowed a piece of flotsam, though, as there's something lodged in my throat, and I'm having breathing issues, but that's just my luck. lol. 
Thank you for being so kind and wonderful! 
Hugs, 
Matteo. 

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Marion Price

You know what Mathew, I think the people that get the lowest lows also get the highest highs, at least this is true for me. I get this and I love this, you have to feel it to write it I think and you write it so well, excellent work..truly 💕

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A Lonely Journey

Marion! 
Thank you so much! 
You're soooooo nice. I really appreciate all of your wonderful encouragement, and your beautiful friendship. I don't know you very well, but I really enjoy people who can be so awesome, even if they don't know someone well(a lot of people aren't like that. They're either scared to be good friends, and make someone else feel good, or they're just worried about themselves. You are neither of those. You're great!! 
Thanks again! 
Matthew. 

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