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eople. It worsens in a crowd, Can worsen anywhere there are people.</p><p id="d648">I miss people who were my connections. They were my tethers to life; My roots, my family, my ground to stand upon. My best friend and my mother, Both are gone. The loneliness is heavy But is this loneliness real? Or is it actually self-pity? After all, I am still here, I am still alive. I have things to offer this world, And I will get up and offer them, Loneliness or not.</p><p id="18af">~~ <a href="undefined">Rhonda Marrone</a> 8/2021</p><h1 id="b732">Be Open Says;</h1><div id="929d" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/medium-writers-be-open-challenges-you-to-create-be-open-more-about-me-3a39e7aadc6c"> <div> <div> <h2>Medium Writers! Be Open Challenges you to create Be Open (More About Me)!</h2> <div><h3>Readers love you as you are! Submitting your writer’s bio and pinned it is highly recommended.</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div>

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Loneliness

A Rambling, Questioning Poem

A Rambling, Questioning Poem

Photo by Яна Гурская on Unsplash

As I sit alone, Sitting by myself, Solitarily, I ponder, I wonder, Is this loneliness real? Or am I just Feeling sorry for myself?

Sitting all alone After experiencing extreme loss, The death of someone close, I monetarily question, Would anyone miss me, If I got in my car and drove, Never coming back? How long would it take? For someone to realize I was gone? A day? A week? A month? I decided to not find out.

My loneliness results from Missing lost people. Loneliness from grief, Loneliness from loss, Loneliness from losing specific people. It worsens in a crowd, Can worsen anywhere there are people.

I miss people who were my connections. They were my tethers to life; My roots, my family, my ground to stand upon. My best friend and my mother, Both are gone. The loneliness is heavy But is this loneliness real? Or is it actually self-pity? After all, I am still here, I am still alive. I have things to offer this world, And I will get up and offer them, Loneliness or not.

~~ Rhonda Marrone 8/2021

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So pleased to present you 1 of Be Open Golden Stories created by: I. Trudie Palmer

Approved by Be Open’s Editors: A Shayens Abran & Rhonda Marrone

Poetry
Poem
Loneliness
Grief And Loss
Be Open
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