Pink Elephant

What if LA is becoming a sad city for me? What if I don’t meet anyone? Where will I run? Where will I go? Can somebody save me? You’re not meant to say that, though. You’re meant to say "Only I can save myself!" The pressure to fill weekends To not look alone Builds up over time Pulls you taut like a yo-yo Until one day you realise your only choice is to surrender to the elephant in the room: The sheer aloneness of living Hello, have we met? I’ve avoidеd you my whole life. I’ve seen you at partiеs In supermarket aisles I pretend not to see you We never lock eyes Loneliness u r m y k r y p t o n i te Lurking in the back I keep a lid on your for fear you'll burst out of the trash like Oscar the Grouch I remind myself on tough nights That loneliness and truth > company and lies That some emotions wait decades to express themselves. That difficult feelings are as valuable as joyful ones. And my resistance to loneliness is what kept me the loneliest.