Alone

Alone

A Poem by Amy

Nobody wants me,

everybody hates me,

I feel so alone.

There’s no where to turn,

“sorry sucker”

I’ve been burned.

Deep down my soul screams,

begging to be found,

I hate the thought of loneliness,

my mind dwells with empty sounds.

I can hear the echo of my pulse,

filling the holes in my brain,

every breath I take in,

my blood rushes as it numbs the pain.

I’m stuck in the same place,

the place where this all began,

I’m blocked by a barbed wire fence,

missing the turn to a safe land.

I don’t know where I fit,

I’ve lost my balance to stand,

my veins are filled with cold air,

I can’t reach your hand.

Losing my sense of consciousness,

I vomit up my own words,

my thoughts are giving me a headache,

the point to living seems curbed.

I am alone,

my body is left to rot,

hot tears stream down my face,

I can’t even bare the thought.

© 2009 Amy


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This was written very well. I loved the whole thing. The rhyming was well put together. Nothing seemed out of place, or "forced" as sometimes poems can be. All I can say is that I enjoyed reading this and hope to read other pieces by you very soon. Keep up the good work.
-David-

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Super write super

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Graet poem. Loneliness is when your best friend is your pen. Like me. 80)

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

i really liked this, very well put!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this one is amazing!
and so well written

Posted 15 Years Ago


Filled with emotion and such haste.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on February 23, 2009

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Hello, my name is Amy. 22 years old. I'm a strong, independent, free thinking person. I don't have to see the world through the same eyes as everybody else. I have my own opinions. I can use my .. more..

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