Loneliness

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It felt like I was nothing to them

And the drugs filled that void of loneliness

Taking the place of the one who cannot be here

And just floating endlessly

I disreguarded the fact I was still alone

Despite what I thought

Thinking they'd accept me

Just because I'm like them

I held their hands

Afraid to be alone again

Never wanting that awful feeling again

Of loneliness without something to cling to

Tears stream down my face as I sigh and wipe them away

I hate being alone

Why these things have to happen

To such a wonderful person

Is not right.

Is not fair.

Being alone is...

Worse than death.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

older poem.

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