Alone
22 September, 2005
Author: Pixi
open wound deep in my heart
bleeding, crying, torn apart.
lonely, helpless, all confused;
filled with hate at being used.
crying tears of aggrevation,
calling out in desperation.
broken wings lying on the ground -
once been used...now yet to be found.
bits of broken glass is scattered,
glass from my broken heart that's battered.
tears of pain sink under the sand,
never to dry, no helping hand.
scars of mourning cutting through my soul;
will never be healed - I'll never be whole.
crying out -hopeful- wanting to be heard,
tired of existing, a thing that once occured.
and so cry turns to moan;
reality strikes - i'll always be alone.
------- Author's Notes -------
This was the first poem i even wrote, i think i was about 14 and going through a very rough period in my life, but i still feel alone, even when i'm in a crowd, inside i still feel alone; or maybe i'm just a very depressed/dark/weird person! |
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| Joanne (172.212.170.250) -- Wednesday, June 13 2007, 09:30 pm Your not alone i realted to every word of that poem. |
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