Loneliness

by Ş∂ņďħy∂   Jun 8, 2004


I fear something in this world
It is named “Loneliness”
A mood that makes me mad
Forcing my days to be bad

No one to be called as mine
None to be at my side
Makes things look worse
Insecure so I became

To share a thought,
A shoulder to lean,
A hand to hold,
Nothing is there for me!

Stuck up between four walls
Echoing my own cries
Needles me to loose
Every single hope I hold

Feelings, Love or Relations
Never blessed with a chance
Grief, Pain and Failure
Instead welcoming me always

Disease, death or accident
Nothing favoring me pity
Health, life with mere pain
Always giving me company

Sick I feel in this phase
But no choice left to make
I end this poem in a mess
Before turning things more worse

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  • 20 years ago

    by ashley

    hi i liked your poems and everything but i didnt like the comment that u put on cutting to obscurity the reason u dont know why people cut themselves is because u have problaiy never tried i mean i could be wrong but i dont think iam. i cut does that make me a bad person or osmthing.. no it doesnt because i cant help it sometimes iam clinicly depressed and the knife is all i know its the only way i know how to make myself feel better but w/e i just think that u should think about what u say befor u say them because it might offend some people like me and i didnt like that girls poem ok well come read my poems sometime
    ashley

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