Web of Loneliness Poems

Poems of the Lonely

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Marta Complex

is this way too soon?
all these movements look desperate for a reply,
all this blood left with the questions to figure out what happened and why…
I’ve been playing restart to unearth this naked eye
coming up with only conclusions to end this low pride.
I’ve been told to go kill myself for the last time
I understand the consequence if I let this fin.
first of all, it’s my decision to disagree with you.

I’ve lost taste to touch
no lust for anything
I wish I didn’t know you at all
but now that I do, it ruins everything.
money is made out of women skin
I’ve tried my best to be a good friend.
It seems I’m too depressed
I may never have success with that
so I’m digging out my own grave
counting down to zero
because I don’t even know why I stick around
I don’t know why I shared my bed.

-I.R.

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Searching

Walking down empty streets with an empty heart,
searching, seeking ,with an almost animal lust and desperation
some form of human contact,
a friendly smile,
a helping hand,
a sign of caring,
a sign that I even exist in this cold, harsh land,
walking, walking, no destination,
walking, walking, empty heart,
deep sorrow,
angry, hurtful tears flow freely from a well of emptiness,
deep within a ravaged soul,
crying out loudly, silently,
for love, for comfort,
but no one comes, ever,
I am so, so
lonely.

B.