I Hope You Enjoy Being Alone, A poem

I Hope You Enjoy Being Alone
By: Kit Carson


I hope you enjoy being alone. The thoughts that I had predicted to come not the one's knocking on my heart's door. Helped to the renaissance of new found emotion. Once again the gift given freely not to be taken, not to be accepted, not to be wanted.

The funniest thing of all is the inability to believe that the longing of my heart doesn't cry out in my thoughts. That experiences can be shared. Lives can be similar. Unlock the gate to your heart and let me into the space occupied.



Understand the understanding of the burden of being weighed down by a heavy love. There has been deception, lies, and deceit. There have been moments of euphoric perfection; combined with the antithesis of the aforementioned, there of course were moments of the worst kind.

Memories do not fade. Recollections of people who played past ingenues of my heart's masterful tony winning musical have plagued the very being of my person. I do understand. My words reflect the barely mended, just repositioned, puzzle that is the heart of man.

Where do we go from here? There is an unwillingness, a holding back that I can detect. There most certainly is a hidden hurt, a knife wound that I perceive yet can not and do not know. Willingness is there yet resistance is everywhere. Can we go on from here?

I was destroyed; broken into a million pieces and thrown into the wind to be spread across the world. Racing from the past, I fled to the warmth of unknown; there in the recesses of the dark unlit office of my subconscious, did the man I knew become the man I am. Phoenix from the ashes.

I hope you enjoy being alone. It wont make you better, it wont make you whole. Sitting silently night after night, you'll wish for one friend with a ferocious might. Thoughts might then turn from past to me, on all of the things that could not be. I shall move onward tasting the free air, simply because of the lack of care. Farewell to the chance that had lived in my heart.