Web of Loneliness Poems

Poems of the Lonely

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I’m looking at myself in the mirror.

Asking myself after all the hard works I have done, what does this stranger wants from me?!

I don’t know am I staring at him or he is staring at me?

I don’t want to believe what I see.

I close my eyes for a secant.

I’m asking myself if there is anyway I can take this mask off.

I start shaking my hand.

My hand tells me everything I had to know.

They point me in the mirror and telling me that’s you in the mirror not anyone else.

After all these days, I have been walking in the stories with loneliness in every secant.

I can tell from my face that there is nothing left in me.

Mirror is trying to tell me I am the one who wanted to catch the sun with my hands.

But now the darkness of nights is my place and I am dying silently in it.

I broke the mirror so it won’t talk about my past and dreams again.

But mirror breaks into thousand pieces, but there is still my picture in every broken piece.

Pictures are telling me with funny faces, cut the hope from the sky.

There is no difference in your days; they all smell the same old desire.

Stuck

by Marky Mark
Stuck here nowhere to go,

Stuck here nowhere to hide,

Stuck here felling so low,

Stuck here lost all my pride.

 

Stuck here Pretending to smile,

Stuck here forcing a grin,

Stuck here gonna be for a while,

Stuck here holding it in.

 

Stuck here they broke my spirit,

Stuck here they broke my heart,

Stuck here starting to fear it,

Stuck here falling apart.

 

Stuck here all on my own,

Stuck here no one to hold,

Stuck here feeling alone,

Stuck here ready to fold.

 

Stuck here trying so hard,

Stuck here just wanna fit,

stuck here permanently scarred,

Stuck here until i quit.

 

Sorrow

Sorrow,
Intensity,
Her plump almond eyes,
Lost
in her own world..
multiple disguise.
Lost..
in a world among the living.
Wandering, detached,
a shell of a human being.
Spoiled & neglected,
shy & introspective,
she analyzes the world,
as an outsider.

Bethany

 

I Sit Alone

Smiles you always see, but they are not real You think that I am happy, but I never am.

You all have friends, ones who are special, I know people, but they don’t know me,

they know the facade I sit and wonder, does anyone know?

Does anyone know how I feel inside

Can anyone see the pain I hide?

I sit alone,

I watch you with your friends and families.

And I wonder, what is it like?

You talk to me and I talk to you,

but none of it means anything.

We all go home, and once again I am alone.

Do you know that I am alone?

Do you think that I go home and am not alone?

Do you even care?

You all think that I am happy, no concerns in the world.

I wish this were true.

I have no one.

No one to talk to.

No one to sit and laugh with.

I sit alone.

Won’t anyone help me?

Won’t anyone come and break this loneliness?

Break the silence of my life?

I don’t know what to do, where to go.

I just don’t want to be alone.

No more.

 

Estara

Romance with Loneliness

you give me that feeling again like you always do your always there to remind me of you
and like the disease that make me sick your also ingrained in me your what makes me tick. i’ve tried to run and tried to hide find someone in whom i confide but still you drag me back to your cold embrace socially awkward is a hard thing to face. different, scorned and cast aside my thoughts shift I
withdraw inside a soul on the fringes that withered and died. no hope for today and no hope for tomorrow a familiar drone is this bitter sorrow. this
agony knows no relent this longing for more and the need to vent, the will to go on nearly spent. You want to scream you want to shout but in the sea your voice drown out happiness it seems is a reasonable doubt. But i Drag my feet and keep pressing on night they say is darkest before the dawn. Greet the morning with a “i wish i died” sleep at night to escape the pain inside pulling me forever down into your abyss such is my romance with loneliness.

paul