Go Away. No, Wait a Minute.

I love humanity. I hate humanity. The poem below was written when I was in people overload. All my life I have been an over giver. I’m like a drunk trapped in a bar. The need to do good, to help people overwhelms at time. Mentally, it can be draining. Sadly, we can’t help everyone, we can’t fix everything. Perhaps, it should be said. love one another always, but don’t forget to love yourself in the process. Slow down. Breathe. Listen to your inner voice. Sometimes, we have to take care of ourselves, before we can care for others.


Thank you for the invitation
But I really must decline.
Please donโ€™t call.
My heart is not at home.
I just want to be left alone.
Sometimes the reason
Doesn’t match the rhyme.
My love for humanity has taken a ride.
Verbal exhaustion
Mental fatigue.
The number you have reached
Is no longer in service.
Please try again later

“Moods that take me, and erase me,. And I’m painted black”


4 thoughts on “Go Away. No, Wait a Minute.

  1. I love the poem, and have felt that way at times. I think most people have. There are times we need to sit back and meditate to clear our thoughts of noise. I often listen to Zen or Spa music. I find it relaxing. I even listen when I write.

    Ellie xxoo


    1. I’ll have to try that. Note, I can’t have any noise when I write. I find it distracting. I’ve found running to be helpful. I can also get lost in books. I’m an introvert at heart. I need time away from people. I hate to cut someone. Kidding.


  2. You have something in common with SR. He likes silence when he writes so he can hear his muses talk to him. I’ve never been into running, but love long walks especially along the beach. I miss living by the ocean where I grew up. Now I’m in the middle of a peninsula behind the green of a par 5 and a pond where an alligator lives. ๐Ÿ˜‰


    1. That’s because I am SR (shhh) The ocean is lovely. I’m more of a mountain person. I grew up in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains. Watch out for those gators. ๐Ÿ™‚


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