Alone Poems

Poems About Feeling Sad, Alone And Depressed

Being or feeling alone is one of the saddest places to be. You can have all the money in the world but if you don't have anyone to share it with, you have nothing. The need for human companionship is universal. In ancient times, people stuck together because they literally needed each other to survive. In today's world, we tend to spread out and live more isolated lifestyles. In some ways this is a luxury. In other ways we had it better when we lived in close proximity. Humans are creatures of community and need each other for companionship.

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1. Obsolete

This poem is about me feeling lonely and worthless. I've claimed many friends who didn't even care about me, who always left me behind.
- By NemoForevermore
- Published by Family Friend Poems June 21, 2023 with permission of the Author.
Poem About Despair And The Pain Of Loneliness

Hurting
Because no one cares at all.
Crying
Because no one hears me call.

Hurting
Because no one cares at all.
Crying
Because no one hears me call.

Anguish
Is what I feel.
Pain
That I always conceal.

Hiding
Inside these walls of stone.
Lonely
In these walls I'm on my own.

Scared
To show you who I am.
Doesn't matter,
You never gave a damn.

Struggling
To win this fight.
Lying,
I told you I was all right.

Alone,
It's always been this way.
Friends,
In the end they always betray.

Angry
You never even cared.
Broken,
My heart will never be repaired.

Willing
To accept defeat.
Suffer,
I am alone and obsolete.
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2. Walls

Poem about emotional walls and how to overcome pain and feeling alone
- By Mssparklyone
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 20, 2022 with permission of the Author.
Poem About Breaking Free From Feeling Isolated

It’s cold and it’s dark,
In this place that I hide,
I’ve built up these walls,
I let no-one inside.

It’s cold and it’s dark,
In this place that I hide,
I’ve built up these walls,
I let no-one inside.

I want to break free,
I just don’t know where to go,
I’ve built up these walls,
So no-one would know.

If I could just tell you,
Would you love me the same,
I’ve built up these walls,
I’ve got no-one else to blame.

The pain in my heart,
Is growing rapidly,
I’ve built up these walls,
So no-one would see.

Someday I will step outside,
Feet planted firmly on the ground,
I’ve built up all these walls,
But someday they will come tumbling down.
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3. Fragile Heart

Sometimes I just don't feel like my normal self. I'll be sad throughout the day, randomly cry, and have nightmares that wake me up in the middle of the night. Sometimes every single thing that I've ever been sad or stressed about pops in my head at the same time, and it makes me feel this way. If you are struggling with something similar, please just remember that there is a light at the end of the tunnel. Jesus is with you and loves you. I'm praying for you.
- By Baylee M. Davis
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 18, 2022 with permission of the Author.
Coping With Unbearable Sadness

My life is falling apart,
Can't get rid of this fragile heart,
Headache from all the tears,
Restless sleep, thinking about fears.

My life is falling apart,
Can't get rid of this fragile heart,
Headache from all the tears,
Restless sleep, thinking about fears.
No more happiness,
No more tears left to cry,
Good memories, say goodbye.
Broken love, broken hope,
My fragile heart doesn't know how to cope.
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4. Unseen, Unheard

This poem is about someone who is struggling and is alone in their battle. Their partner doesnt want to see it and believes them when they say they're fine. They leave and are finally "seen" by someone who knows what it's like to fight alone.
- By Ebony Black
- Published by Family Friend Poems October 2021 with permission of the Author.
Alone In My Battle

Unseen, unheard, my voiceless cries
I tell you I'm fine through honeyed lies
You smile and nod, just what you wanted to hear
You don't really care, that much is clear

Unseen, unheard, my voiceless cries
I tell you I'm fine through honeyed lies
You smile and nod, just what you wanted to hear
You don't really care, that much is clear

Unwanted, unloved, the voices whisper to me
I'm breaking and drowning, but you don't see
You just smile absently and turn away
Leaving me drifting another day

Unhappy, unpleasant, my life has become
Will somebody save me before the damage is done?
Someone to guide me into the light
Someone to help me win the fight

Unending, unbearable, these thoughts and fears
I number my breaths as I shed silent tears
I pray and I beg that you'll glance up at me
Notice the darkness, finally see

Unfeeling, uncaring, I can't take anymore
You don't even register that I head for the door
I walk and walk, no destination in mind
Seeking only to leave you far behind

Unthinking, unseeing, the world passing by
I hold myself as I softly cry
Someone sits down beside me, wipes away my tears
"I see you, I hear you, I had the same fears"

Unsteady, unsure, I begin to smile
This feeling, this stirring, it's been a while
Someone has come to pick up the fight
The voices lessen, I'll be all right
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5. Shadows

I wrote this short poem after talking to a friend of mine, who lives alone after losing his loved ones. There have been times when I've felt the same way.
- By John P. Read
- Published by Family Friend Poems July 2021 with permission of the Author.
Living Alone With Memories

I'm living under a shadow,
No shape, no sound, no time.
A black and white silent film
That haunts a troubled mind.

I'm living under a shadow,
No shape, no sound, no time.
A black and white silent film
That haunts a troubled mind.

Broken dreams lay all around;
Life has left its scars.
On a journey of remembrance,
Walking blindly through the dark.

Echoes call me from the past,
Familiar voices seem so near.
They fill an empty void,
Although it's only ghosts I hear.

In a world of yesterdays,
Life's lost all reality.
For memories are all that's left
As I await my destiny.
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6. The Dark Days Will Pass
- By Harpreet M. Dayal
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2020 with permission of the Author.
There will be dark days,
when you feel alone
with your aching heart
but that doesn’t mean

There will be dark days,
when you feel alone
with your aching heart
but that doesn’t mean
you will always be.
The sun will always
peer through the clouds.
Let its light show you
the love you have forgotten.

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7. Time To Set Sail

I wrote this poem about myself after an extended period of not dating.
- By Douglas J. Olson
- Published by Family Friend Poems May 2020 with permission of the Author.
Feeling Lonely And Isolated

My heart is but an island
Inside this castaway.
Surrounded by the ocean blue,
I hope to sail someday.

My heart is but an island
Inside this castaway.
Surrounded by the ocean blue,
I hope to sail someday.

Stranded on this distant shore,
I plan for my escape.
Headed to the Bay of Love
Where calm, clear waters wait.

My heart is just an island,
So far out from the fray.
Beyond the blue horizon
I live from day to day.

Stranded on this desert shore
I plan for my escape.
Headed to the Sea of Change
Where love can navigate.

My heart is just an island
Where no one else can see
The loneliness, I must confess
That hides deep down in me.
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8. Invisibility

A lady friend of mine had just turned 75, and she said she had reached the age of invisibility, so I wrote this poem with her in mind.
- By James T. Atkins
- Published by Family Friend Poems November 2019 with permission of the Author.
Lonely Elderly People Feeling Unseen

As a child, I recall, I used to think the coolest thing to be,
truly nothing could be more fun than invisibility.

I could sneak up on my sisters and scare them if I chose.

As a child, I recall, I used to think the coolest thing to be,
truly nothing could be more fun than invisibility.

I could sneak up on my sisters and scare them if I chose.
I could frolic through the park all day without a stitch of clothes.

I could listen to friends' secrets, know everybody's plans.
I'd know what lovers whispered when they were walking, holding hands.

I could catch wild birds and bunnies, steal honey from the bees.
I wished so very many times for invisibility.

As a man I knew, or thought I knew, amid strength and vim and such,
believe only in the things we see, most in what we can touch.

And the wind alone, on her orphic voyage, as she blows across the seas
knows the secret, which she holds close - invisibility.

Now I sit here on this bench all day and never get a glance.
My steps are slow, my hair is grey, near the end of life's sweet dance.

No one hears the words I say, a gnarly face that no one sees.
It seems my childhood wish was granted - invisibility.

Point of view, I guess, where we're standing at the time,
and the things we're so damn sure of can turn right on a dime.

And those things we sometimes wish for may in another season be
Like what I granted late in life...invisibility.
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9. Release

Constantly thinking about the past and what I would change if possible. The future looks rather bleak due to my personal health issues. I'm disabled with other major health issues which have had me in the hospital at least 3 to 5 times per year since 1998. Family isn't always supportive. I've been taken to the hospital by ambulance without anyone in my family knowing and they live with me. Last year was in the ICU for five days before anyone in my family knew.
- By Paul R. Smitn
- Published by Family Friend Poems October 2018 with permission of the Author.
Living In The Past Since The Future Looks Bleak

I often walk in early morn
engrossed in time's once new.
with thoughts and dreams of things long past,
the carefree days of youth.

I often walk in early morn
engrossed in time's once new.
with thoughts and dreams of things long past,
the carefree days of youth.

Those hurt and loved, embrace them all.
Repent the things done wrong.
My words can not begin to say
What's felt within my heart.

The silent night, she placates me
Inside her dark cocoon.
She keeps man's world away from me
Where I can be myself.

Shoe-kick a stone like me alone
With no real place to go.
Time hasn't been so kind to me.
The future's insecure.

The family's grown away from me.
My body's wearin' down.
Not certain what will come of me,
Seems Yesterday's all I've got.

So I'll lay upon thick carpets green,
so gentle to the touch.
And suck upon a blade of grass,
While my mind, it again wanders off.

To hear the morning birds a new.
Their songs they comfort me.
I know there's really nothing left.
Unleash red veins to free.

I watch the light of day come on.
I feel the sky turn blue.
I sense the dawn come splashing down,
My life, it ends too soon.
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10. Intimacy Of Dark

I have suffered from insomnia my entire life, and I'm inspired by what I think and feel at night, and I find myself writing poetry in the early hours of the day.
- By Caitlin L. Stafford
- Published by Family Friend Poems January 2018 with permission of the Author.
Accepting One's Sense Of Loneliness

To be kissed by moonlight
And caressed by stars,
Draped in darkened blue,
Dancing from Jupiter to Mars.

To be kissed by moonlight
And caressed by stars,
Draped in darkened blue,
Dancing from Jupiter to Mars.

To be found by the light of the moon
And loved under a blackened sky.
Let the sun forget about me;
It never heard me cry.

Because there's something special about moonlight,
Like it was made just for me,
Because no matter how bad things are,
I have the moon as company.
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11. Alone

I wrote this while I was very upset.
- By Wesley
- Published by Family Friend Poems September 2017 with permission of the Author.
No One There To Help

I waited, and you didn't come.
I called, and you didn't answer.
I knocked, but you weren't home.
And I realized that I was alone.

I waited, and you didn't come.
I called, and you didn't answer.
I knocked, but you weren't home.
And I realized that I was alone.

I cried, but no one comforted me.
I screamed, but no one heard me.
I gave up and laid there.
Alone. Why was I always alone?

I hurt, but there was no help.
I begged, but I was ignored.
I laughed maniacally at my foolishness.
I knew I was alone.

I was always alone.
No one was there.
No matter how many times
I called knocked, cried, screamed...
I was alone...forever alone.

I was fake.
I was imaginary.
I was a pawn,
But most of all
I. Was. Alone.
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12. Searching For My Soul

My inspiration for this poem is from feeling lost in this world. I don't know where this will take me, but it is how I am feeling in the moment. This is the first poem I have written to give me some hope in life.
- By D.A.H.
- Published by Family Friend Poems January 2017 with permission of the Author.
Feeling Lost In This World

In this life
I once felt hope.
I sometimes still believe in this,
but each moment a little less.

In this life
I once felt hope.
I sometimes still believe in this,
but each moment a little less.
I feel abandoned in my despair,
and it's difficult to repair.
I get broken each day some more,
keeping these emotions in my core.
I find myself hiding behind this smile,
the one that shows my denial.
I have thoughts of lonesomeness,
which no person should possess.
I camouflage this so well;
it feels like I'm in hell.
I hurt on the inside,
trying to push these demons aside.
I want something better,
to not feel all this terror.
I know it can be manageable;
there are things that make life tolerable.
I just cannot find the thrill,
like when I was a child with a one dollar bill.
I remember when dreams were imaginable,
now it feels like I'm undoubtedly fallible.
I wish to find myself soon.
This feels as if I'm trapped in a cocoon.
I would like to hatch,
not be so detached.
I need to end this coldness,
before death leaves me soulless.
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13. Alone

Everyone needs people beside them through the journey of life. It's not meant to be something to do alone. Even the richest people who are able to buy whatever they need still need people to walk along with them, or they will begin to feel lonely. No amount of money is able to buy the support and care of others. We learn from this poem by Maya Angelou how important it is to develop strong relationships.

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Lying, thinking
Last night
How to find my soul a home
Where water is not thirsty

Lying, thinking
Last night
How to find my soul a home
Where water is not thirsty
And bread loaf is not stone
I came up with one thing
And I don’t believe I’m wrong
That nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.

There are some millionaires
With money they can't use
Their wives run round like banshees
Their children sing the blues
They've got expensive doctors
To cure their hearts of stone.
But nobody
No, nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Now if you listen closely
I'll tell you what I know
Storm clouds are gathering
The wind is gonna blow
The race of man is suffering
And I can hear the moan,
'Cause nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.
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14. Pay Attention

Have you ever felt like you're alone? Like nobody notices you? All of your pain and suffering just passes people's eyes without a second glance? Do you know how it feels to be ignored? Or to feel unwanted? Sadly, many do, including myself. This is my plea, not only for me, but for anybody and everybody feeling the way that I do. Mothers, brothers, sisters, and fathers. We are putting it out there; we just need you to pay attention.
- By Briana M
- Published by Family Friend Poems June 2016 with permission of the Author.
Poem Telling Family I'm Suffering

You only see
What you want to see,
Letting other things pass you blindly.

You only see
What you want to see,
Letting other things pass you blindly.

You only hear
What you want to hear,
Ignoring the rest
Without thinking.

So how can you say
You know it's not true,
When so many things
Never get through?

But what if I somehow
Made you pay attention,
Told you all of the things you never heard?

Made you stop
And listen?

If I told you of all those times
I silently cried at night,
What if I told you of all the hurt
That painfully resides inside?

Would it reach your ears?
Would you really care?
Or would you still treat me
Like I'm not even there?

And what if I made you see
Everything you've missed?
Like the scars on my arms and legs
But by you
Get dismissed.

What if I showed you
My heart slowly breaking,
Would you notice it's years in the making?

All of the tears
And all of the pain,
You never noticed.
No, you never hear.

Maybe it's time
That you realize
What's been going on
Right in front of your eyes.
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15. My Mask

I am tired of the lies. Sick of wiping tears from my eyes. I guess I just wish they could see how damaged I am inside. Instead, I hide it all away, saving it for me. I'm afraid they will all leave me if I let it free.

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- By Briana M
- Published by Family Friend Poems March 2015 with permission of the Author.
Poem About Hiding The Truth From People

My smile hides my tears.
My laugh hides my screams.
It's been this way for years.
Things aren't as they seem.

My smile hides my tears.
My laugh hides my screams.
It's been this way for years.
Things aren't as they seem.

I always seem so happy.
With not a care in the world.
But you should know, sadly
Many things go untold.

Nobody really knows me.
They only know my cover.
But I wish I could let it free.
Let them know what's under.

But instead, I practice
My smiles in the mirror.
Then the next thing I do is
Make my fake laugh clearer.

What is wrong? You need help?
Is all they will ask.
So I have decided
To live behind a mask.
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16. A Lonely Star

I wrote this poem while in PE. I always sit alone and no one ever acknowledges me. I have tried to fit in all my life and I have never found a place. It finally started getting to me, and I know I'm not good enough, so this poem represents my loneliness.
- By Mikayela Dzenowski
- Published by Family Friend Poems February 2014 with permission of the Author.
Poem About Loneliness And Depression

A lonely star
sits in the sky.
It starts to flicker
and begins to cry.

A lonely star
sits in the sky.
It starts to flicker
and begins to cry.

A lonely star
looks down on us all.
It takes a step
and starts to fall.

A lonely star,
falling down
like an apple from a tree -
it still wears a frown.

A lonely star
laying on the ground;
it looks to the moon,
a home it never found.

A lonely star
whose light is fading
is cold and crying.
She spent her whole life waiting.

A lonely star
blinks her goodbyes.
Her light goes out
and she slowly dies.
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17. Tourture

I'm fourteen years old, and just got into poetry recently, a few months ago. I've always felt alone and scared, but now, I feel more alone, because my friend passed away. I've felt more alone and scared than ever since the tumor took his life, and I just thought of this poem. So really, this is how it feels-- the torture of being alone and scared. Or at least, this is how it feels to me.
- By Rachel Ulloa
- Published by Family Friend Poems November 2013 with permission of the Author.
Endless Darkness Poem

Imagine an endless darkness
where the air is filled with pain,
where there are endless cries of torture,
where good is always in vain.

Imagine an endless darkness
where the air is filled with pain,
where there are endless cries of torture,
where good is always in vain.

A place where the tears that are shed
no longer hold meaning of sadness,
where the hatred that rings in your ears
continues to light up your madness.

A place where you don't want the light,
for fear that you'd rather be blind,
where the nightmares inside of your thoughts
continue to sneak from behind.

Imagine an endless darkness,
where you can no longer breathe in the air.

Imagine an endless darkness,
where happiness is no longer there.
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18. Truth Untold

I wrote this when I woke up really early one morning and felt like the whole world was turned against me.
- By Shianne
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My pain and misery fall from the sky
So hard I try to ignore it, but it still gets by.
Surrounded with memories of what could have been,
The hatred screams under my skin.

My pain and misery fall from the sky
So hard I try to ignore it, but it still gets by.
Surrounded with memories of what could have been,
The hatred screams under my skin.
Pulsing through my veins is the anger I feel.
Wounds break open as soon as they seal.
Darkness surrounds me with every step I take.
I manage a smile, but do you know it's a fake?
I laugh when people talk to me,
But inside I'm dying, wishing they could see
I'm as different inside as I am the same.
Wish they could see they're not to blame.
I know the truth, but it's locked in my heart,
And now more than ever, it's tearing me apart.
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19. An Untitled Person

Although the poem is rather short, it took a long time to think of it. The poem does reflect how I sometimes feel when I'm lonely. "You" isn't a specific person, but it's just the world in general.
- By Amiee Lyons
- Published by Family Friend Poems October 2013 with permission of the Author.
Poem On Feeling Unseen And Unheard

Untitled - that's me.
I have a name, but it's never used.
I have a mind, but like the rest of me...it's confused

Untitled - that's me.
I have a name, but it's never used.
I have a mind, but like the rest of me...it's confused

Untitled, a nobody. Just a random girl.
An untitled person walking around the lonely world.
Like everyone else, you treated me the same,
An untitled person, just a name.
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20. Be Silent With Me

This poem was inspired by feelings running through my mind when I came home from Iraq. My father passed away two months after I returned home, and I was going through a divorce. I was feeling as if I was losing everything and that my life was possibly also going to be cut short. I sometimes feel like I will be alone when I die, without friends or family. Just me being led out of this life by my father.
- By Brian Terry
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2012 with permission of the Author.
I walk on a path deep in a forest and the noise of loneliness fills my head.
I think of all my friends and family that are long since dead.

I listen to the wind blow through the trees, on my face I can feel the warm summer breeze.

I walk on a path deep in a forest and the noise of loneliness fills my head.
I think of all my friends and family that are long since dead.

I listen to the wind blow through the trees, on my face I can feel the warm summer breeze.
My breath deepens and my heart slows as I fall to my knees.

I hear their voices loud, I hear their voices clear.
I can see their faces through every tear.

Be silent with me.

I realize I am alone and there is no one with me.
Is this, I wonder, how my whole life will be?

I have people I call friends; but how many will be there till the end?
When death comes knocking at my door, will there be someone there I can call my friend?

I can feel the blood flowing through my veins.
I can hear a loud thunder in my head accompanying sharp pains.

Be silent with me.

Where am I? There is nothing here I recognize.
Trees begin to blend with bushes, I cannot trust my eyes.

I am feeling a sense of loneliness like never before.
I wish I had someone to talk to, as I clutch the forest floor.

I find myself wanting to tell someone of all the things I feel.
How the only thing I ever wanted was a friend that was real.

I never thought it was too much to ask for, someone to treat me the way I treat them.
So many people have a warped understanding of the meaning of friend.

I can hear the sweat pour from every pore of my being.
I can hear everything, even the most distant birds singing.

Be silent with me.

I feel my thoughts slow as if I were on the edge of sleep.
I struggle to make sense of these feelings that are running so deep.

I roll onto my back and look up at the sky.
Today I think, is a beautiful day to die.

A random thought I cannot explain.
Is it I wonder, because I feel no more pain?

I no longer hear the faint sound of my heart beat.
Then I hear the sound of my father's voice saying, come, be silent with me!
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Alone Poems

Poems About Feeling Sad, Alone And Depressed

33 Poems about the Pain of Loneliness

1. Obsolete

This poem is about me feeling lonely and worthless. I've claimed many friends who didn't even care about me, who always left me behind.

2. Walls

Poem about emotional walls and how to overcome pain and feeling alone

3. Fragile Heart

4. Unseen, Unheard

This poem is about someone who is struggling and is alone in their battle. Their partner doesnt want to see it and believes them when they say they're fine. They leave and are finally "seen" by someone who knows what it's like to fight alone.

5. Shadows

I wrote this short poem after talking to a friend of mine, who lives alone after losing his loved ones. There have been times when I've felt the same way.

6. The Dark Days Will Pass

7. Time To Set Sail

I wrote this poem about myself after an extended period of not dating.

8. Invisibility

A lady friend of mine had just turned 75, and she said she had reached the age of invisibility, so I wrote this poem with her in mind.

9. Release

10. Intimacy Of Dark

I have suffered from insomnia my entire life, and I'm inspired by what I think and feel at night, and I find myself writing poetry in the early hours of the day.

11. Alone

I wrote this while I was very upset.

12. Searching For My Soul

My inspiration for this poem is from feeling lost in this world. I don't know where this will take me, but it is how I am feeling in the moment. This is the first poem I have written to give me some hope in life.

13. Alone

14. Pay Attention

15. My Mask

I am tired of the lies. Sick of wiping tears from my eyes. I guess I just wish they could see how damaged I am inside. Instead, I hide it all away, saving it for me. I'm afraid they will all leave me if I let it free.

16. A Lonely Star

I wrote this poem while in PE. I always sit alone and no one ever acknowledges me. I have tried to fit in all my life and I have never found a place. It finally started getting to me, and I know I'm not good enough, so this poem represents my loneliness.

17. Tourture

18. Truth Untold

I wrote this when I woke up really early one morning and felt like the whole world was turned against me.

19. An Untitled Person

Although the poem is rather short, it took a long time to think of it. The poem does reflect how I sometimes feel when I'm lonely. "You" isn't a specific person, but it's just the world in general.

20. Be Silent With Me