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Poems of the Lonely

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Daytime in my Darkness

Its daytime in my darkness
Always surrounding me
A crowd is near
But yet i am lonely

Its only daytime here in my darkness
With only loneliness as company
I listen to the silence
Since no one can hear me

But still its daytime in my darkness
With a sun of black coal
My tears fall in a corner
And my silent cries echo

i am lonely. i was lonely when i wrote it. i still am. i am just plain lonely. i feel i have no true friends and i feel that no one likes me at all. i am lonely. there. enough said i hope.

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Loneliness

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 my head,
I’m alone…

I’m sitting here alone in this dark room,
It keeps on getting darker.
Nobody is home
I feel so alone.

I go out on the street,
I stand alone.
I see the long street,
It keeps on getting longer.
It’s a dead street,
Which keeps on dying.
A silent street. A lonely street.

Nothing surrounds me;
No sound, no smell, no sight.
…Nothing…

A world once filled with hate and death,
Now gone.
It’s gone and it’s left us alone.
Me and my loneliness.

by Andrea Fernández

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

Loneliness

Loneliness is darkness
A never-ending night.
Even though the black won’t go away,
You’ll never fall asleep.

Because loneliness sparks a fear
And unlike other nightmares
Awakening will not vanish it;
For the darkness is too strong
To allow any rest.

It makes memories into ghosts
And dreams into spirits.
Too vague to remember
Too important to forget.
~K.L.

 

Loneliness

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 my head,
I’m alone…

I’m sitting here alone in this dark room,
It keeps on getting darker.
Nobody is home
I feel so alone.

I go out on the street,
I stand alone.
I see the long street,
It keeps on getting longer.
It’s a dead street,
Which keeps on dying.
A silent street. A lonely street.

Nothing surrounds me;
No sound, no smell, no sight.
…Nothing…

A world once filled with hate and death,
Now gone.
It’s gone and it’s left us alone.
Me and my loneliness.

by Andrea Fernández