To die alone

by Seth Eckel   Jul 5, 2006


To feel something strange inside is like a fear
To feel something
When it hurts is when I start to fear
When it's a constant pain is when I start to hate
But when I can do nothing to stop it is when I start to cry
Then when I accept it is when I start to ask why
As I cry
I ask myself why
Why do I lie
Why do I cry
I ask myself why I think of you
Only to feel something strange inside like a fear
Something unlike any other feeling
When I think of you
I don't ask
I don't wonder
I just Know
I just Know why
Because it's love, that's why
That's why I lie to myself
That's why I cry to myself
That's why I kill myself
That's why I die by myself

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  • 18 years ago

    by Ed or Ian Henderson

    I'm sorry, but this is too clichéd. You have written some interesting and evocative poems but this is flat and sterile, drawing on a negativity that is far too common to hold the attention of someone who reads a lot of similar poetry.

    Seriously, I would recommend looking around this site at the works of some others doing similar stuff. You will see I am not being cruel. I like to see young poets do well, as there are really so few of you that do it with great skill.

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