Web of Loneliness Poems

Poems of the Lonely

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The Air is Stagnant

The air is stagnant
My heart is numb
My eyes are loosing their sight
I can’t hear the world around me
My spirit is not to be found

I wake up each day with no thoughts
I walk through each day, heartless and mad
I sing only sad songs
My melody is stuck on one note.

Heartache and headache are my friend
With out them I would be alone
I cry out to find new companions
No one wants to be with heartache
Headache is a nuisance.

My nest has chains, and barbwire
To leave is as painful as to stay
To start over again, to rebuild my soul
A new beginning to a past
I will carry that book from now to forever
To lose that memory would be a blessing in disguise.

 

Root

Early one spring I saw a tree,

A most beautiful maple tree with fresh, green leaves,

Smelling sweet and musky like the white shoulders

Of a new maiden.

I plucked a leaf and put it in my heart and kept it there

For seventeen years,

Although I forgot about it for most of that time;

Took my leaf for granted, and when I looked at it, finally,

It had withered, dried and crumbled.

Astonished, distraught, sad, terrified, I threw my leaf away,

And walked back into the forest, which I knew once,

But did no more, so changed and strange to me.

My fear seized my soul; I knew I would parish there alone.

Madly I searched for my tree, for another leaf, but she was gone.

Weeping, I wandered the dense wood, not believing I could find

Another tree.

But, then I stumbled on a root and fell into sweet, wet grass.

I pushed my face deep into the grass, so cool a fragrant,

And felt the root tug at my foot.

I looked up a saw an oak spreading over my, and I saw God.

No leaf would I take from this tree, no branch that could break and fall;

I would take the root.  I would love that root and never lose sight

Of it,

Or neglect it like my leaf

As I held my root, loved her and was joyful in her, I became

A tree,

A sapling first, and from my darling root I gained strength,

And I became a fine tree.  No oak, not even maple, but sturdy,

Confident and able to stand rigors of time and weather;

And my root stayed with me and gave me life.

.

My root died last week, fought hard to stay, but her sweet body

Failed.

I am bereft; what will I do without my root, my steadfast hold on

Earth;

My raison d’etre; my avatar of God?

But, I know now, if I look carefully at where you stood,

I will see the Love of God because you, my root, my anchor,

Was all I could  see, and I was fulfilled, but now, now,

My Love, my Darling, I must see God where you were,

Because now you are with God, and I must see the way

So, someday, I can find you.  Te Adoro, my Sweet.

My Prayer

Hello Most High its me again
I’ve been praying for years and I still don’t have a life, love and friends
Everytime people came into my life they tried to use me or abuse me
Most High Please tell me why
.
For my soul is crying
And my faith is getting weak
Trying to hold on to life
Help me please!!
.
Come hold my heart because there is no one in my life
Please tell me that everything is going to be alright
I’m hurting
And I’m so lonely
.
Could this just be a test?
A storm that will pass?
Or is this a lifetime of pain?
Why me?
.
My mother use to abuse me mentally and physically
Everytime I cried out “Please love me!”
She would just laugh at me
.
Brothers and sisters over the years joined in to hurt me
It made them smile when I cried or got angry
.
The last person I had left was my father
After a couple of months he showed his hate for me
I remember getting real angry saying ” You’re all I had left! I needed you! Why are you doing this to me!”
.
Most High you remember when I had to cut them out of my life 7 years ago
The demons they obviously enjoyed within themselves was slowly killing me
.
To this day I still cry so that I wont become angry and bitter
Trying to heal the deep scars that are deep within my mind and heart
But Most High I cannot heal without you
Please answer my prayers
.
You created me
I pray that you created me to help others in this cruel evil world
And to be free, to live, and be happy!
.
Forgive me for begging for that is my soul crying out to you
I love you with all my heart
All I have is you
.
Please don’t forsake me
.
Dalija

Overspill

So, here we are alone again
But we’ve always been alone on memory send
The last time was so bad
I thought it was you I had
But i didn’t have anything, what everyone else has

I don’t have anything

So i cried blood for you
Warm, running down my face
Overspill the pain too
There’s no heart. just an empty space

The streets filled with souls
And I’ll walk alone
No destination in mind, no goals
Avoid walking near your workplace
In case I see your face
I swear if i did i’d cry
These tears of blood of mine

So i’ll cry blood for you
Warm, running down my face
Overspill the pain too
There’s no heart, just an empty space

So i’ll cry tears for you
Warm, burning on my skin
Overspill this hate too
Don’t need a heart where i’m in

Don’t want to fall in love
Don’t want to fall in love again

My Fall

I walked alone

with my head tilted

downwards

I felt

rejected

alone

ridiculed

by grimy faces

Prying

piercing

ravenous eyes

going to crush me with their glares

Tormented

Massacred

Robbed

by their vile tongues

Debilitating

deafening sounds

resonated

from deep under

with screams

of dim agony

Unsatisfied with these sores

in my body

already decimated and gone

My soul

veiled with darkness

Uncharted

by the vilest demons

Someone’s watching

deep under

Distorted

macabre and demonic

facades

Bizarre and indescribable faces

like crushed undifferentiated flesh

of putrefying, dead animals

and slaughtered beggars

Continuously chased

with my feet

covered with

pus and mud

The ground is cold

with blood

Chased forever

Tormented forever

Forever gone

My Fall