{"id":78980,"date":"2020-07-21T21:56:14","date_gmt":"2020-07-22T01:56:14","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=78980"},"modified":"2020-07-22T14:57:13","modified_gmt":"2020-07-22T18:57:13","slug":"prompt-21-alone","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/07\/prompt-21-alone\/","title":{"rendered":"Prompt 21: Alone"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>ALONE<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The word I thought\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">I never dreaded hearing\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Alone. Alone. Alone.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">As no one simply heard me<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Or believe my story<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The look on their faces\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The whispers behind my back<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The stopping of talk\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">When I entered the room<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The nonchalant use of the word or\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">avoidance of the terminology ( mentally ill)\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">use to describe the incident<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">As if it wasn\u2019t of nature\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Something they never had dealt with<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Treating you like a child\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Like you don\u2019t know how to deal<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Like you were learning how to<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u00a0Tie your shoes for the first time<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Alone is all I felt<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">As I sat in a house full of loved ones<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Alone and disconnected<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Thinking of how things got this way<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Too much of what was never said\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Too much of what was never done<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Too much, just too much<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u00a0 \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-63845 alignright\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/1a8eefb113df6076a80ca14aaa23405d-190x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"190\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/1a8eefb113df6076a80ca14aaa23405d-190x300.jpg 190w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/1a8eefb113df6076a80ca14aaa23405d.jpg 236w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 190px) 100vw, 190px\" \/><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Wondering what is yet now to become of me?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">How will life unfold from here?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Where does the river flow?\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Will It turn into sea or\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Circle back around the riverbend?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Alone at 25 feeling like 85<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u00a0With no will to die or expire<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">just tired.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>ALONE The word I thought\u00a0 I never dreaded hearing\u00a0 Alone. Alone. Alone. As no one simply heard me Or believe my story The look on their faces\u00a0 The whispers behind my back The stopping of talk\u00a0 When I entered the room The nonchalant use of&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1529,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"image","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,1136,5],"tags":[4073,4071,4075,4072,4074,180,1368,922,268,4070,777],"class_list":["post-78980","post","type-post","status-publish","format-image","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-official-marathon-prompts","category-poetry-prompts","tag-abandon","tag-alienated","tag-blues","tag-companionless","tag-eighty-six","tag-alone","tag-depression","tag-forgotten","tag-me","tag-myselfi","tag-sad","post_format-post-format-image"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/78980","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1529"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=78980"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/78980\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":78983,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/78980\/revisions\/78983"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=78980"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=78980"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=78980"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}