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. 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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- By Maya Angelou
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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2. 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
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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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3. Mask

This was a poem originally composed by my loved one as a child. When she showed it to me, I immediately fell in love with it, so we worked on it again. This is dedicated and should be accredited solely to her. I love you.

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- By Matt
- Published by Family Friend Poems October 2008 with permission of the Author.
Poem About Wearing A Mask That Always Smiles

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I was once sad and lonely,
Having nobody to comfort me,
So I wore a mask that always smiled,
To hide my feelings behind a lie.

I was once sad and lonely,
Having nobody to comfort me,
So I wore a mask that always smiled,
To hide my feelings behind a lie.

Before long, I had many friends;
With my mask, I was one of them.
But deep inside I still felt empty,
Like I was missing a part of me.

Nobody could hear my cries at night,
For I designed my mask to hide the lies.
Nobody could see the pain I was feeling,
For I designed my mask to be laughing.

Behind all the smiles were the tears,
And behind all the comfort were the fears.
Everything you think you see
Wasn't everything there was to me.

Day by day
I was slowly dying.
I couldn't go on,
There was something missing..

Until now I'm still searching
For the thing that'll stop my crying,
For someone who'll erase my fears,
For the person who'll wipe my tears.

But till then, I'll keep on smiling,
Hiding behind this mask I'm wearing.
Hoping one day I can smile,
Till then, I'll be here...waiting.

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4. I Wish I Weren't Alone

Loneliness...it can destroy people. People pass you in the street and won't look twice. This poem is for those who have ever or do feel alone inside.

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- By Jo
- Published by Family Friend Poems June 2011 with permission of the Author.
Loneliness Hurts Poem

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Once when I was little,
I was happy and carefree.
I used to run around laughing
Until it was time for tea.

Once when I was little,
I was happy and carefree.
I used to run around laughing
Until it was time for tea.

I used to play games
And smile all the time.
I used to feel on top of the world.
I used to feel fine.

It's amazing how things change
When people let you down.
And how that once happy face
Turns into a solemn frown.

You search and search
For someone who cares,
Anyone who understands,
Anyone who dares.

Loneliness, it hurts.
It kills you deep inside.
It makes you feel empty.
It stops you in your stride.

You cry yourself to sleep,
Hugging your pillow tight,
Wishing for someone
To hold you through the night.

Once when I was little,
I was happy and carefree.
Now my life's full of sadness,
Pain and misery.

Once when I was little,
I was never on my own.
But now I pray at night,
"I wish I weren't alone."
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5. I Needed You

Not receiving the love that one needs from their mother.

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- By Angie M Flores
- Published by Family Friend Poems May 2008 with permission of the Author.
Not Getting Love From Mother

When I was sad and depressed,
I needed you to be cheer me up.
Instead, I drank till I was numb enough not to feel anything.

When I was sad and depressed,
I needed you to be cheer me up.
Instead, I drank till I was numb enough not to feel anything.

When everyone was attacking me and putting me down, making me feel so low,
I needed you to be the one to defend me and be on my side.
Instead, I endured all the cruel words and criticism the world threw at me.

When I lost all my friends and had no one,
I needed you to be that only friend I had left.
Instead, I experienced what the word "friendless" really meant.

When I was scared and frightened,
I needed you to be my security blanket.
Instead, I had to live in fear.

When I was angry and full of rage,
I needed you to calm me down.
Instead, I kept it all bottled up inside.

When I felt so lonely and needed someone to care,
I needed you to hold me tight and never let me go.
Instead, I grew up alone with no one to turn to.

When I was hurt and in pain,
I needed you to come running with you healing ways.
Instead, I remained scarred and bruised.

When I would inflict self-torture, wanting to die,
I needed you to stop me and tell me how important I was.
Instead, I hid my scars and became oblivious to everyone.

When I would cry myself to sleep at night,
I needed you to wipe the tears away.
Instead, I held my pillow tight while never-ending tears streamed down my face.

When my world was crashing down on me,
I needed you to be the one I ran to.
Instead, I locked myself in my room in complete despair.

When I felt unloved,
I needed you to tell me how much you loved me.
Instead, I learned the words "I love you" are meaningless.
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6. 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.

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- 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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7. Alone

The poem "Alone" was written by Edgar Allan Poe (January 19, 1809 - October 7, 1849) in 1829. It was written by Poe when he was only 20 and describes his own inner torment at that young age. The poem was not published until 1875, long after his death.
- By Edgar Allan Poe
From childhood’s hour I have not been
As others were—I have not seen
As others saw—I could not bring
My passions from a common spring—

From childhood’s hour I have not been
As others were—I have not seen
As others saw—I could not bring
My passions from a common spring—
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow—I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone—
And all I lov’d—I lov’d alone—
Then—in my childhood—in the dawn
Of a most stormy life—was drawn
From ev’ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still—
From the torrent, or the fountain—
From the red cliff of the mountain—
From the sun that ‘round me roll’d
In its autumn tint of gold—
From the lightning in the sky
As it pass’d me flying by—
From the thunder, and the storm—
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view—
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8. 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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9. 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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10. And I'm The Girl

This is actually how I feel. I'm always alone, and I don't even know who I can trust anymore.
- By Jillian Baker
- Published by Family Friend Poems June 2011 with permission of the Author.
Feeling Lonely Poem

I'm the girl who hides behind a smile every day.
I'm the girl who has a tough exterior,
But that's not who I really am.
I'm the girl who has a lot of problems

I'm the girl who hides behind a smile every day.
I'm the girl who has a tough exterior,
But that's not who I really am.
I'm the girl who has a lot of problems
But doesn't share one thing.
I'm the girl who keeps everything bottled up.
Sometimes I just need someone to talk to.
Someone to care about me.
Someone to listen to my problems.
Someone to hold me when I cry.
Someone to love me.
Nobody knows the real me.
Nobody knows what I go through every day.
Nobody knows what I have to do just to make it through the day.
Nobody knows that I'm the girl who isn't who I say I am.
And I'm the girl who will cry herself to sleep every night.
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11. Lost Soul

This poem is for anyone who 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.
- By Randall Pela
- Published by Family Friend Poems April 2009 with permission of the Author.
You pass me on the street and our 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 pass me on the street and our 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 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 were lying 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 your 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 its 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 life's 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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12. Hold Me

This poem is about feeling very alone in the world. Like someone turned off the lights and has me walking the streets with nobody beside me. I just want someone to hold me so that the world doesn't seem so dark and depressing inside me. I want to feel some kind of hope that someone does care about me.
- By Chula
- Published by Family Friend Poems January 2008 with permission of the Author.
I'm Feeling Alone Poem

I'm hurt all the time.
I don't want to cry for the way I feel inside.
I just want someone to hold me.
I'm alone in the dark; please try to find me.

I'm hurt all the time.
I don't want to cry for the way I feel inside.
I just want someone to hold me.
I'm alone in the dark; please try to find me.
If no one cares, I don't see a point to go on.
Anyone find me! Anyone care!
I'm sorry, I just don't want to be alone anymore.
I feel unheard and unseen. Depressed and weak.
No one cares, and yet I'm always the sorry one.
Someone find me! I'm scared.
Please hold me until it all ends.
Just hold me; that's all I want.
I don't want to be alone in the dark.
Just hold me as I start to disappear from the light.
Just hold me as I start to cry.
Just hold me so I won't be alone inside.
Just hold me so I don't do something wrong.
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13. The Forgotten Mother

Shortly after her death, I found a copy of this poem in my mother's belongings.
- By Ruby Latimer Edwards
- Published by Family Friend Poems November 2006 with permission of the Author.
A gray old woman sits all alone,
Unloved, uncherished, and unknown.
Sitting beside her broken door,
Dreaming of days passed long ago,

A gray old woman sits all alone,
Unloved, uncherished, and unknown.
Sitting beside her broken door,
Dreaming of days passed long ago,
When children played about her knee
Filling the air with childish glee,
Tended by her with loving care,
Knowing the blessing of a Mother's prayer.
But now they have gone, each to his life.
A girl to her husband, a boy to his wife,
Forgetful are they of her who sits here,
Silently wiping a tricking tear.
For striving for things in a life so brief
Blind their poor eyes to a dear Mother's grief.
But does she upbraid them in word or in mind.
Nor does their neglect to her seem unkind.
She'll forgive and forget all unkindness they've shown
This poor old mother who sits alone.
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14. Just Look Into My Eyes

I wrote this one night in my room when I realized that people around me thought I was happy. I wanted to write down the truth. I wanted to write down how I felt.
- By Bryan Rankin
- Published by Family Friend Poems May 2009 with permission of the Author.
Look into my eyes.
Tell me what you see.
It won't be happy.
It won't be pretty.

Look into my eyes.
Tell me what you see.
It won't be happy.
It won't be pretty.

The way I act
Makes me seem happy.
It makes me seem fine,
But look into my eyes.

There you will see,
See the hurt,
See the hate.
In my eyes I will seem distant.

Look into my eyes.
There you will see everything,
Everything I hold inside.
There you will see me.
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15. 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
- Published by Family Friend Poems November 2013 with permission of the Author.
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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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16. 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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17. 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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18. Feelings Of Abandonment

This is a poem of how I have felt abandoned by those few who claimed to love me throughout my life.
- By Angela Fernatt
- Published by Family Friend Poems November 2007 with permission of the Author.
I keep looking for comfort from you
I sit and wonder if your love is true
You see me crying
Inside you have to know I'm dying

I keep looking for comfort from you
I sit and wonder if your love is true
You see me crying
Inside you have to know I'm dying
Don't you see these tears
Don't you see the hurt from so many years
The little girl who was hurt so bad
Is now 30 years old and utterly sad
No one to listen or even to talk to
Recalling memories that hurt me through and through
The things you ask of me
It triggers a memory
Memories I'd rather forget
Memories embedded in my mind, completely set
The hurt, the pain and anger won't go away
I wonder who "loves me" and will turn their back today
I can't explain how I feel inside
Feelings of abandonment rush in like the tide
Ghosts haunt me no matter where I go
I do love you still, that you should know
I wish you could understand
I would be there holding your hand
I would take away all your pain
So in the end, you'd have a life to gain
But for me, darkness is all I see
No happiness for this little girl is to be
The adult lives her life
Taking on happiness, sorrow, and strife
I hope someday you'll understand
Someday I hope you'll be here to comfort me and hold my hand
Until that day, all I feel is punishment
Along with those never-ending feelings of abandonment
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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. 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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Alone Poems

Poems About Feeling Sad, Alone And Depressed

33 Poems about the Pain of Loneliness

1. Alone

2. 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.

3. Mask

This was a poem originally composed by my loved one as a child. When she showed it to me, I immediately fell in love with it, so we worked on it again. This is dedicated and should be accredited solely to her. I love you.

4. I Wish I Weren't Alone

Loneliness...it can destroy people. People pass you in the street and won't look twice. This poem is for those who have ever or do feel alone inside.

5. I Needed You

Not receiving the love that one needs from their mother.

6. 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.

7. Alone

The poem "Alone" was written by Edgar Allan Poe (January 19, 1809 - October 7, 1849) in 1829. It was written by Poe when he was only 20 and describes his own inner torment at that young age. The poem was not published until 1875, long after his death.

8. 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.

9. 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.

10. And I'm The Girl

This is actually how I feel. I'm always alone, and I don't even know who I can trust anymore.

11. Lost Soul

This poem is for anyone who 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.

12. Hold Me

13. The Forgotten Mother

Shortly after her death, I found a copy of this poem in my mother's belongings.

14. Just Look Into My Eyes

I wrote this one night in my room when I realized that people around me thought I was happy. I wanted to write down the truth. I wanted to write down how I felt.

15. Truth Untold

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

16. Pay Attention

17. Be Silent With Me

18. Feelings Of Abandonment

This is a poem of how I have felt abandoned by those few who claimed to love me throughout my life.

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. Tourture