In This Lonely City, A Poem

I wrote a poem about this city of Angels I’ve been living in for the past few months of my life. While I have found there to be an abundance of beautiful things and people here in LALA Land, there are definitely times when this city’s lack of a collective voice can get to me. What I realized, though, is that if you can be yourself regardless of where you are or who you are with, then you will always find bliss. It is up to us to disconnect from the junk around us and realize our complete and utter control to only accept positive aspects of the world as our truth. Though a bulk of this poem depicts the quirks of Hollywood, the moral of the story is that if you’re lonely, or unhappy, it isn’t your location’s fault. It’s up to you to see beauty in everything and everyone you meet, and to see the connections and love, even in a seemingly lonely city.

The Lonely City

Millions of people

Worlds away

Disconnected purposefully

“Creating" themselves.

In this lonely city.

Trapped behind their shades

In the darkness of the sun

Content in false happiness

Everything is distorted.

In this lonely city.

Climbing the invisible ladder

Scavenging for scraps

Sticking their toes in ice cold water

Faking it until they find out they didn’t want to make it

In this lonely city

Let’s do lunch

I forgot

Cancel last minute

Something just came up

In this lonely city.

I got cast!

I got used!

I got Tan!

Well, spray tanned.

In this lonely city

On the stage

Behind the screen

Under the lights

Anyone can seem a star

In this lonely city.

I am hurt

I am Lost

I am just one

In this lonely city

I am true

I fall hard

I live deep

In this lonely city

How does one find art?

How does one find home?

How does one find peace?

In this lonely city

Remember where you came from

Find the connections

And let your soul roam free
It’s up to you

Even in this lonely city.