My blood pours cold upon the stone,
I look around I'm all alone.
I reach out for another soul,
but find nothing but an empty hole.
My blood pours forth and I feel the cold,
my life story lies untold.
All my life I was alone,
completely lost and unknown.
As I bleed my life away I think back to another day.
The one day when I was known,
but even then I was alone. All alone, forever alone...
hey, i signed your guestbook some time ago on 1.18, i believe. anyway,i would have read your work a hell of a lot sooner but Lawrence High School is a bitch when it comes to blocking on the web, so i couldnt get into your portfolio and then i forgot your name and now i have found you...
i have a poem called alone in my portfoliio somewhere, read it if you want to know more about...
i love this...i wrote my first at 14
You have had talent since a young age on day I hope to have half the talent you do
wow, sounds lonly...
hey my name is carolyn and i really like this poem i never thought a 12 year old could write a poem so meaning full