Alone Pt.3

by Hannah Leigh Pate   Dec 13, 2004


I shudder as the bitter cold air fills in.
I get an eerie feeling again and again.
The sky grows from the light to darkness.
Day after day I feel loved less and less.

When I cry out, my calls are missed.
Everyone walks on, as if I do not exist.
I will just wait, like I always seem to end up doing,
Just like yesterday, when loneliness was brewing.
Left in the cold, forgotten, like worthless memories.
Not told, not seen, like all those childhood stories.

Only tears shed, not a single smile steals my face.
I am left shivering, with no one. Stuck in last place.
Still not noticed, still not here, still I am lost.
Alone, a perfect word for me, like ice and frost.

Vanished. Everyone is just gone.
It has been like this for so long.
Only left to depart from this unfair life in my non-important sorrow.
One last tear crawls down my cheek, as I end off my last tomorrow.

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  • 20 years ago

    by Hannah Leigh Pate

    Wow, thank you both! Merry Holidays!

  • 20 years ago

    by Jacki

    your poem was good, someday i hope you grow and develop it even more--you will be one of the most amazing poets. Keep your head hight though---Happy Holidays

    Jacki