Lonliness...

Lonliness...
The doors closed upon me
I had doors on all four sides
As a veil of darkness descended
My feet shook and the earth
Thundered upwards
gravity was defied
I gasped, I tried to unshackel
The cask shrunk even more
My tears now bedewed it,
and/till
a hand held mine
And pushed everything back
Their way.

Friends...

Today when i put words to paper
why does it seem scribbling in the ether?
a question
as the mark suggests
the answer though
is hard to elicit
i am alone if that suffices
words dessert if that
is acceptable as premises'
but then somebody's got to read
my lonely lament/that solitary tear
so i put to paper
all that i have always feared
an admission;
my choices have gone awry
alone i stand uncertain/weary
let me reach the pier unknown
with not four to carry and fake 
lament
i shall burn an anonymous soul
it is better to die unknown
than have a "horde of farcical souls"
to proffer that fake lifeless mourn.