Web of Loneliness Poems

Poems of the Lonely

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One Last Everything

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I’m falling, Falling into an abysm, Falling through shadows, Through darkness, Through anger, Through pain; Falling into the consuming flames of doubt. The coldness keeps me alive, Alive when I’m wishing I was dead. One last breath of hope Lifts me over the mist. The past know gone, Gone with the happiness, the joy. The [...]

Escape/Suicidal Thoughts , , , , , , , ,

Loneliness

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I’m sitting here alone. In this empty room which keeps on getting emptier. Only the light from the street is shining, And then a loud call for help, And everything turns black. I’m sitting here alone In this small room, It keeps getting smaller. I try thinking of something or someone. But nothing comes to [...]

Discarded, Loneliness Experience , , , ,

Senses

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  Can you hear the dripping of my tears? Can you see the sadness on my face? can you feel the pain that I’m in now? Can you smell the scent of my discomfort? Or are your senses dead? Do you not know what is going on, do you not know what to think. Don’t [...]

Break-Up/Long Distance Relationship , , , ,

Lonelier Now

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I’m lonelier now than I’ve ever been before yet everything is back to normal. but now I know that I’ll never be with you and my heart is dying, slowly, slowly, slower than everything my soul is hiding behind it’s own shadow and I am lying dead on the street you were the one that [...]

Break-Up/Long Distance Relationship, Discarded, Escape/Suicidal Thoughts , , , , , , , , , , , ,

What the Day Said

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As we began our journey the sun shone brightly. My companions: the rusty remains of my trusty bike And the emptiness that filled me. The bike took me where it would. Sailing down winding streets past a patchwork of houses. Racing through the town where the music lived. Then, it was off to the sea. [...]

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