Alone Poem

This poem is for anyone that has put on a happy face to other people so that other people cannot see the pain the poet is actually going through in his/her own life.

Lost Soul

© Randall Pela
You pass me on the street and out eyes briefly meet.
You hold the door open for me as I enter behind you.
I say thanks, but you have no idea that my mind is blank.
In the elevator you crack a joke, I flash a smile,
you have no idea that my heart is in denial.
You ask me how my day was and I say fine.
You have no idea that my brain and I are arguing to if I should cross the line.
My happiness is gone as I walk in this world.
The thoughts in my head have me wishing I was laying in a cold dark hole.
Once you lose your soul there is no turning back.
Everything you once dreamed of no longer has an impact.
You don't want to love nor do you want to have fun.
Your days are so long the problems in your mind make you question if you should carry on.
You smile so that's what people see on your face,
they think that you are happy but deep down inside you feel like a worthless disgrace.
Each day the performance you put on for people is Emmy award winning,
But you question yourself and wonder if you act is just a way for you to hold off your own internal sinnings.
When you wake up from a night's sleep you wonder to yourself if today is the day your heart will be back to it's old self or will it still be skipping every other beat.
You wonder if things that once made you happy to be alive will make a comeback.
You wonder if the little things in life that made you who you are will have you once again dreaming to the stars.
You wonder if you will feel less empty hearted.
You wonder to yourself who holds the match to start that fire.
You're tired of running and losing your breath.
You want to hold tight to something that will help you once again enjoy the journey into lives amazing treks.
You want to feel that every day can be better than the last.
You want to turn your lost soul feeling into a thing of your past.....


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Published: Apr 2009

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  • this poem tells the story of my life :(
    no one knows what's on my mind I always give a fake smile

    Mobark, Kuwait Submitted Apr 2010

  • You and me both, having to hide it all day everyday... have gone to see someone once but even they gave up on me. I'm alone...

    Aaron, Ohio Submitted Sep 2010

  • It's easy to have the appearance of happiness. I exude feelings of happiness everyday but I cry when I'm home. It's been too long since I've been happy I forgot what it's like. This poem perfectly describes me. I want to go back to a time where I was happy but I know I cannot. To the author of this poem, thank you for helping me understand that I'm not the only one with these feelings. I almost do not feel alone anymore... Thanks.

    Joey, San Antonio Tx Submitted Oct 2010

  • I was alone for all of elementary school & it didn't really bother me until I got to middle school and made friends and lost them. The thing that hurts the most is I lost my closest friend and I miss him so much. I'm alone....again.

    Shaela, New York Submitted Nov 2010

  • Alone=Me, I have been alone since childhood, I lost my dad when I was 11, now I'm 17, I am the only hope for my working mom and my little sister, nobody understands me :( , I am very shy, lonely, sad, depressed, I really need someone to see my pain, I always cry at night because I'm alone, harsh words of mom after we fight, I'm hurt, nobody cares for me, missing my dad, I'm alone :( :(

    India Submitted Jan 2012

  • I wake up in the morning put a smile on my face and pretend everything is OK. I am surrounded by people but nobody can see the pain on the inside. I am all alone.

    Crystal Union City, Tn Submitted Jan 2013

  • It's ironic to me that reading about your pain is somehow comforting. I too am hanging on by a thread. I used to really feel happy when I smiled, now I'm feeling so hollow inside I barely remember what it was once like to be me. To live carefree, I believed I could make a difference, I believed people cared. My past still haunts me and it's begun to dry me up inside my soul is lost. Dried up I'm just a desert wasteland. Thank you for sharing your poem, it does help to know that there are others too who can at least relate.

    Heather, Durant OK Submitted 1/26/2014

  • Growing up every little girl dreams of the perfect life which is waiting for her to get big!! There were so many good times for me once I got bigger. It only takes one moment in time for all that to change. My soul seems empty, I have no way in life. Every day everything brings a memory rushing back, momentarily I feel elated, then the overwhelming sadness takes over when reality rears its ugly head. I'm alone every minute, everyday. Who do I turn to when I need to be heard or just to be hugged. There is me and my shadow, my shadow also leaves me in the dark nights. To have one night not to be alone. To hear and feel anothers breath. To set aside the loneliness and feelings of loss, not much to ask.

    Ellen Lennon Strathclyde Submitted 2/11/2014

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