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Loneliness is Looming

Loneliness is Looming

head it starts zooming

don’t know what’s in store

my heart will start to pour

this never ending ache

how long must I take

this lonely night of the soul

so familiar with its toll

tired and in need

of a familiar breed

place for my soul to rest

from this loneliness pest

never leaving me alone

always there no one to phone

feeling sick I’m going mad

even gave up on sad

rejection rears its head

needing rest gone to bed .

by  Carmelia WOL

Smile

My smile makes me sick

I wonder what you see

Does it turn your stomach

As it does to me?

Does it look bright and sweet?

I can’t stand the way it feels

The memory of my reflection

Makes me feel so rotten

But I can’t help but smile

Now and then

I picture what it’s like

I try to kill it

I curse myself

The thought that I’ve carried out

The ridiculous contortion

The thought that you’ve seen it

It just makes me sick.

 

By Sudhakar

My Falling Heart

My heart has been falling,

but no cares to save it.

My heart started falling when i am old enough to feel pain,

and understand what pain really is.

My heart fell from outer space,

then into the earth’s atmosphere,

but still no one cares to save it.

It is now in the earth’s crust suffering from

darkness, cuts and constant painfulness,

that people has created.

It is now in the earths core,

hoping that the heat can burn the pain away.

It boils my heart, but still the pain stays.

It will never be gone until someone saves it.

I am desperate for help, but no one cares.

My heart through all the years falling,

no one saved it.

Now regret but too bad you my heart is no more falling

It suffering.

I saw once in this movie that,

“Only LOVE can heal your heart”

I can only hope that someone is brave enough,

to go through the earths core and touch my heart,

and ease my pain away,

i am sick and tired of pretending,

but i just can’t be myself anymore.

I have been ruined

I want and need someone to heal me with love

just like how the stories go

just let me dream……….

Alicia Lee

 

Loneliness, A Sickness

by Midnight Starr

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The worst disease,
In the universe,
Loneliness.
Greater than AIDS,
Cancer,
Or the Bird Flu.

The cause of this illness,
Being different,
And heart-broken,
Does kill anyone,
Anywhere.
Millions of people,
Die from this,
Each year.

Babies die from it,
Due to apathetic parents,
Who cannot afford,
Food on the plate.

The elderly die,
from this atrocity,
Ignored and abused,
With no one to turn to.

Kids and teenagers,
Get infected too.
Peer Pressure.
They feel distant,
From the clique.

People who are sick,
With this disease,
Are suicidal,
Wondering how,
To get the fuck out,
Of this harsh world?

Loneliness affects nature too,
An animal is ostracized,
From their tribe,
Forced to fend for themselves,
Alone,
Then die.

This is a horrible sickness,
Loneliness.
There is no cure,
Nor government funding.
There are millions of symptoms.
We dilute ourselves,
To avoid.
But the disease keeps,
Coming back,
Like a cancer.

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