Sitting alone;

just sitting and thinking.

Simply deciding

but never confiding

a rise in emotion,

no sound; no motion.


Sitting here quietly,

just hoping and praying.

Simply tapping then suddenly

snapping at nothing and no-one.

And now it’s too late,

what’s done is done.


And you…

You showed me what life was all about

and all the things I was missing out on.

The warmth of feeling sent my head reeling,

revealing my true self, hiding

at the back of a dusty shelf.


Sitting in silence,

heart pounding defiance.

Trying to ease and trying to please

but no way can I say the right word

or phrase and my mind is lost

in a cold hopeless haze.


Sitting by the door,

remembering long ago.

Kissing life goodbye and

watching time fly through 

a life of dull routine, like

some kind of still dream.


And you…

Defying, trying,

pleading and crying,

from extreme to extreme.

This is just not the way

it should ever have been.


And you… I still love you.


Sitting alone.

At home by the phone.


Just sitting alone.






Written by Darren Scanlon, April 1986.

Revised 5th April 2015.

©2014 Darren Scanlon. All rights reserved.


2 Comments Add yours

  1. zirah1 says:

    Wow, very evocative words/phrases!

    p.s. Thanks for the follow at Evolution Made Easier and Self-help Health. I always appreciate when someone decides to do that, plus it helps lead me to what they’re up to, like this interesting blog and post of yours. Will have to do more exploring.

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    1. Thank you very much, Zirah, I appreciate it.


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