Canyon Of Loneliness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

So totally alone, walking in a canyon of empty
loneliness, wading through the sadness of a lifetime,
letting myself absorb and feel it fully, knowing the
effects it will have on me.

Not caring, willing to experience and live through
them while writing.

Their explicit bittersweet memories, touching my
heart with tears, flowing constantly in reminders of
their solitary awareness of this saddened side of
life's experience.

Reluctant pictures, standing in the background,
unsure of where they stand in the scheme of things,
taking place inside senses and emotions.

Gently beckoning them to come and be expressed in
writing, they step forward and pour their grief
intensely into mind, twisting senses upside down,
telling of their fullness and intensity that they're
constantly immersed in without a voice.

Their angles penetrating thoughts, wanting to
throw a temper tantrum, get the anger outside of
themselves, yet they don't know how to do it and
want to find a way out of them.

Imagining the feelings and emotions, placing them
in daydreams where I can create situations they can
express themselves in intelligently and emotionally,
letting them finally escape many times over.

Recording the images and daydreams, placing them on
photographic screens where they can openly be
reviewed and reseen, time and again.

Bringing a peaceful ending to their anger in
placating thoughts, finally being evened out in poetry,
to be expressed and felt without regrets or doubts of
self, ever again.