Web of Loneliness Poems

Poems of the Lonely

Monthly Archives: November 2010

Love One Last Time

All I want is a sign of kindness and love,
But all I get are mean looks.
It hurts so bad that everywhere I go,
Hoping to be accepted,
I get rejected.
They all look at me the same way,
With eyes full of contempt and resentment
But maybe I deserve what I get
For being a cruel, cold person
I drove everyone away from me,
But only lately have I realized that they were never really there for me,
Each one had hidden intentions,
All meant to sacrifice me-
I feel so empty and numb,
So lonely and dejected
Everyone says they love me,
But I know better than to believe them
Broken promises and rushed lies,
To cover up their faults,
And I stand here,
With my heart in my hands
Bleeding, nearly dead,
Yet how is it that I’m willing to let it get broken again?
I know it won’t survive another wound,
So how is it that with you
I’m willing to take that chance,
When I’m pretty sure I won’t survive the fall?
So much pain,
Leaving me numb,
My heart shuts down
Yet I’m able to love again
Will you be the on to show me what I truly want?
Will you help me soar or let me fall?
Will you be there forever or for just 10 seconds?
I’m terrified to love again…to let my heart open up,
But I don’t want to miss…all that I could spend with you…
No, even if it doesn’t work out,
It won’t be time gone to waste,
For I learned to love…
…One…last…time…

Shadow’s Death

Never Knowing

U will never know,

How ugly I feel inside.

To just sit here one day,

And lay down and cry.

When some people call me mean names,

It seems like I don’t care.

But really,

The feelings of hurt are always there.

People say that I am not ugly,

And that I am wrong.

But it’s hard to agree,

After so long.

U will never know the feelings,

That have been here for years.

These feelings,

That have caused most of my tears.

U will never know the feeling,

Of not being loved.

To sit there and cry,

To be yelled at and shoved.

I want you,

To just be there for me.

Because this will take a while,

For me to be free.

To be free from the feeling inside of me,

The feeling of being ugly.

Please, I know u will never know,

But understand I won’t let it show.

Beneath my smiles, laughter and cheers,

There is a person inside that fears.

Of being lonely and not having anybody.

Vicky S. 2001

 

Maybe Narcissus Was Just Lonely

The bones of narcissus
are getting moldy
at the bottom of the well.

I am looking at myself look at myself,
in my universe everything
is completely self contained,
even the tree roots
are turned back on themselves,
feeding on themselves like starving animals.

I am sitting on my bed,
or on the toilet seat in a public bathroom, watching blood pool in the palm of my hand, milking my own heart for human connection.

R.M.

 

My Home

As black as black in the night
As dark as a blinded sight
More ravaged than a lady of the night
Some see it as a terrible fright
However, I call it home
To oppressed to be seen
By thoughts of what could have been
Wondering why again and again
Felling like this it must be a sin
However, I call it home
Hiding behind fake smiles and lies
Afraid to release these ties
Ties that bind me to these lies
Never ending circle of my fate, makes me cry
However I call it home
My home is in a place most won’t go
Many just don’t want to know
About all the pain and sorrow
Feeling alone, but can never show
However it IS my home

Juan

My House

Lies, screams, cries, laughter
All pointed at me, yea it’s a disaster
But this is the place that I call home
I thought it was a place for a family
But then why am I all alone
All the fake smiles and lies to my face
You see it as my family
I see it as a hell place
Mourning to go home after school and friends
Longing to go to school, starting the shit all over again
I sit in my room and cry myself to sleep
I tried getting help, but my pain is just too deep
There is nothing left for me now except a permanent sleep