Can Anybody Hear Me?
I want someone to hold me,
But I'm the only one here.
I want someone to listen to me,
But I'm the only ear.
Published: October 15, 2020
Many people feel alone in hard times, and these poems will grip your heart and make you feel like someone has heard your cries.
I want someone to hold me,
But I'm the only one here.
I want someone to listen to me,
But I'm the only ear.
I've been the same way, but you are never alone. God is there for you, Your friends and family care, even if they don't know the best way to show it. People are there to help you; you just...
The Years have passed by,
In the blink of an eye,
Moments of sadness,
And joy have flown by.
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Nobody knows it's empty,
The smile that I wear.
The real one is left behind in the past
Because I left you there...
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You're my love, my life,
The air that I breathe.
You're my soul, my happiness,
The all that I need.
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She stood on the bridge
In silence and fear,
For the demons of darkness
Had driven her here.
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What should I say, how should I feel?
Wretched Monster, tell me what's real.
Can you not see you're causing problems?
No matter what you do, you can't solve them.
We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
A wonderful poem Paul Laurence Dunbar wrote many years ago, after slavery was abolished.
How it must have hurt to know his parents had been slaves...
Imagine the pain that slavery...
In every room of our time together there is a box
Of memories we shared.
Now is the time to pack away
With sadness and with care.
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Sometimes
I wish that you could see
This scared girl inside of me.
I'm not really as I seem.
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The plates will still shift
and the clouds will still spew.
The sun will slowly rise
and the moon will follow too.
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