Alone Poems by Teens
Poems About Teenage Loneliness
Being alone is one of the saddest conditions for a human being to experience. You may feel alone with your family, if you think that no one understands you. Often people are afraid to share who they are because they think that they will be rejected. However, if you are not sharing who you are, you are not truly with the people you love. On the other hand when you share your true self, you risk being rejected. Often individuals seek people out of the family unit with whom they can share themselves without fear of rejection.
44 Teens Write Poetry About Feeling Lonely
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1. Can Anybody Hear Me?
Poem About The Hurt Of Being Isolated And AloneI 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.
Can anybody hear me?
Does anybody care?
Does anybody even know
I'm dealing with despair?
There are voices in my mind
Saying I should die.
Will anybody even tell me
They're only just a lie?
Does anybody love me?
Would they shed a tear?
Would anybody even care
If I were to disappear?
The ones who preach friendship
Have left me all alone.
The ones who are not here
Promised not to let me go.
Can anybody see me?
Does anybody care?
Does anybody even know
The burden that I bear?
I've built up this wall
To hide who I am,
And now that I need help,
I'm alone behind it all.
Can you see the real me?
Will you even try?
Can you even tell I need
A break in the wall tonight?
I'm crying all alone,
Not sure what to do.
Please just let me know
That at least I still have you.Latest Shared StoryI'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...
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2. Just My Mask
Pretending To Be OkayOf course I'm fine, why do you ask?
Oh, don't mind this, it's just my mask.
It hides the grief, it hides the strife.
I wear this mask to escape the knife.
Don't forget this, my pain is real.
I'm not lying, this is how I feel.
You sit there saying it can't be true.
It is for me, just not for you.
You say my heart must be a sight,
Cold as ice and black as night.
It's not my heart, only my soul,
But killing me must be your goal.
You're getting close, I hope you know.
You really don't have far to go.
Soon enough I'll reach my end.
You'll have my soul to tear and rend.
But you don't know, you never ask.
You never look beyond the mask.
The look on my face is giving me away.
I wonder now, what will you say?
You've asked me here; you'll know now.
I'll take it off, I'll take a bow...
I can't do it now, tell you the truth.
I must keep up my pretense of youth.
"Of course I'm fine, why do you ask?
Oh, don't mind this, it's just my mask."Latest Shared StoryThank you for your story.
When I was nine years old, I was raped. And it continued for two years. I never told anyone because the man threatened to hurt my family. When I wrote this... -
3. Imagine
Nobody Understands MeImagine yourself
Alone in your head.
You're hanging, dangling
From a silver thread.
Empty, alone
With the monsters within.
Internally screaming,
You just want to give in.
Now imagine that's you
Every day, every hour.
Forever sinking
Like a wilting flower.
You try to tell your dad
And you try to tell your mom,
But they say you're being silly,
You've just got to move on.
Because teens don't know sorrow
Nor the hardships of life.
They're just kids with imaginations
Just looking for attention, right?
You think that there's none
Who knows how you feel.
You're just so alone,
But the feelings- they're real.
Useless,
Neglected,
Forgotten,
Distressed.
Alone,
Afraid,
But mostly
Depressed.
And you're friends,
They go on
Like nothing has changed.
"They must not care,"
Your thoughts whisper,
The lies in your brain.
You can't escape it,
Trapped in your own skin.
You're ugly,
You're hated,
But you mask it with a grin.
You hate what you feel,
So instead you feel nothing.
Your insides are numb,
Your confidence crumbling.
You look to other things
To stop the pain.
Cutting, pills,
But it gives you no gain.
And the people around you
Shout abuse your way.
"You're hurting yourself, stop it!"
That's all they ever say.
No matter how you plead
That you're broken inside,
They turn the other way,
They run, they hide.
They say you're just foolish,
It's all in your head.
What they don't know is inside
You're already dead.Latest Shared StoryThis poem is really amazing. I am 13. My mother never understands my feeling. I find it very hard to understand what I am feeling. Actually, I do know it deep down but refuse to accept it...
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4. Help Me
Be My FriendHear my cries. I need your help.
Please come save me from myself.
Be my friend, a guiding light.
Give me strength to do what's right.
Find my heart. I've lost my way.
Tell me I will be okay.
Feel my pain and catch my tears.
Help me conquer all these fears.
Let my silence speak to you.
Find some way to help me through.
Put yourself into my shoes.
And just like me, you'll be confused.Latest Shared StoryI love this poem. I'm 17 years old, and I also feel that way. Yes, I have a lot of friends, but no one understands.
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5. The True Me
No One Knowing How You FeelWhy do you stand around and watch me cry?
Don't you see me in the corner of your eye?
I'm in so much pain, don't you see?
Why do you just stare and watch me bleed?
Nobody knows me; I feel so alone.
They don't see what talents I've shown.
Why doesn't anyone truly understand?
I just want to be part of your band.
Nobody cares that I always cry.
It makes me feel like I wanna die.
I just ask one question of you.
Why do you do the things that you do?
I just want to make people smile,
To stop the pain and sadness for a while.
Nobody sees the things that I do...
Nobody knows the me that's true.
The true me stays forever hidden.
I only reveal it when using my ball-pen.
Everyone says the real me is weird.
It's like the true me has been sheared.
Why do I feel the way that I feel?
Because of those who make my nightmares real.
My friends and family don't know at all
Right now I just wanna curl into a ball.Latest Shared StoryNever change your originality
For the sake of others
Because no one else can play your role
Better than you
So be yourself
You are the best -
6. No One Knows Me
No one will ever truly know me.
How can they when they never even try?
Because I smile, they assume I am happy.
No one knows me.
I hide behind a mask.
They just never did get it.
No one knows me.
It is a difficult task.
Always there for people, but they are never truly there for me.
No one knows me.
Friendships, I have many.
If I do, why do I still feel alone in this world?
No one knows me.
I guess it is just a curse.
They wouldn't understand.
No one knows me.
They wouldn't care.
They would call it a teenage phase.
The emotionless mask will be up forevermore,
waiting for someone to take it off of me.
No one will ever truly know me.Latest Shared StoryI have never been able to be myself. Everyone thinks I'm happy, but I'm not. I hide alone and pretend to be doing something else. I can't cry; if do i'll be caught. I have to pull myself...
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7. The Hidden Pain
The me you see is not the real me.
This isn't who I wish to be.
I hide the pain, I hide the strife.
Honestly, I just want to escape this life.
You'll never know the pain I feel.
All my happiness you'll try to steal,
But yet you say you love and you care.
I don't know how much more I can bear.
I'm running from this world,
Still wondering when my voice will be heard.
You keep saying that I'm selfish, dumb, and cruel,
But can't you see that I will never let you win this duel.
Now there's just one more thing that I want you to know,
And it is that I will never let my sorrow show.Latest Shared StoryI was really amazed by the level of sorrow in this poem. It truly touched me. Sometimes I, too, feel myself in the same condition of loneliness and sorrow. This poem reminded me of my blue...
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8. Pain
The Pain Of Depression And Being ForgottenSo many tears no one can see,
So many people I'm supposed to be.
So many problems with no one to listen,
So many eyes that lost that special glisten.
So many aches nothing can heal,
So many smiles, each one less real.
So many lies, no one knows the truth,
Only once did I lose my youth. -
9. A World Of Pain
I'm living in a world of pain.
I'm living a world of hurt.
I'm living in a world of sorrow.
Hiding behind a wall,
I fake a smile and cover my scars,
Hoping to hide all emotions from friends.
I hide my pain behind a fake smile,
my scars under a jacket,
and as for my tears,
I just hold them in,
waiting till the night when I can drown my sorrows in a pillow.
I am alone in this world.
A world of sorrow and pain.
A world of disappointment and grief.
I'm stuck in a horrible world,
and I don't know what to do. -
10. Not Good Enough
I help you through hard times, as you do I,
But you really don't know how much I hide.
Even though we are the best of friends,
I really don't think you can understand.
I can't bear the hurt; I can't stand the pain,
A feeling of numbness I can't explain.
This is a life in which I walk alone,
Full of hope shattered and broken,
Always angry for no reason at all,
Constantly wanting to end this brawl.
Fighting with myself again and again,
Sometimes I want this life to end.
Mom's depressed but chooses to hide,
Takes out her anger on those by her side,
Doesn't understand I try to help.
She shuns me out and hates instead.
Grandma's enduring an unstoppable fate.
Sickness has gotten her on the plate.
It's sad to see such an innocent person
Become another cancer victim.
Too many friends are hurt as well
Thinking that their life is hell.
Too many friends wanting to stop,
Thinking suicide is the only option.
But inside me is the worst of all.
I don't know how long I can stand tall.
Memories of happiness are shooed away,
But horrible twisted thoughts to stay.
Nothing I do can make her proud.
There's no silver lining on her clouds.
I'm a rainstorm filled with dark black skies
And a haunting rainfall full of lies.
I only wish I could make her see
I'm trying hard so I can be
Someone she that can trust and love.
Instead, she tells me I'm not good enough.
Everything I do is a wrong decision.
She constantly tells me I'm not living
The path that she truly wishes I'd take,
But I'm only one big mistake.
If I could I'd erase myself from here,
I wouldn't have to live this fear.
I also wish I could be skinny
And always happy, fun, and pretty.
Instead, I look at myself in the mirror,
Disappointed in the reflection that appears.
It's hard to live when you don't love who you are,
Wishing that you could change it all.
Every day I make a mental note.
How much would I miss if I decide to go?
And how much hurt makes me lean towards the edge
Is slowly creeping up the hedge.
How much longer can I last
Before my life becomes one of the past?Latest Shared StoryFor a dad, it's really hard when you’re unable to heal her most precious heart. I read a poem so it can give me ideas on what else I need to say, but what can a dad do if his daughter is...
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11. The Weeping Willow
Poem About Pain And Losing HopeEach night I find myself sitting against the tree,
Hating myself, locking my heart and throwing away the key,
I sit there and wait, just hoping for the someone who may care.
No one ever comes, nor will they, I am aware.
I sit beneath the weeping willow.
Its leaves and shade make my soothing pillow.
Aye, my tears are just fuel for my restless dreams.
Then again, my existence is nothing as it seems.
It all began from a time I am unaware.
I had no friends, no love to share.
My heart shattered, the core went rotten,
My happy days long since forgotten.
My desire in life is simply to die.
I'm sick and tired of having to be in agony and cry.
My parents, family, classmates, they just build it.
They look at me as a mistake, best to fix it.
They hand me the rope and the chair with a smile.
They play it off like they care for a while.
Then they shut the door and sit by the bay,
"Whatever happens, happens," they always say.
The disappointment on their face when I live,
I must be a curse they seek God to forgive.
I'm constantly belittled and told to die.
The moments of love they give are but a lie.
Father who art in heaven, why must I suffer more?
Why have you made collecting my tears a chore?
How have I deserved this? How have I failed you and what must I do?
What more can I do just to please you?
Make this stop, let it end.
Give me love or just a friend.
End this nightmare just for once, even for a moment.
Just stop, stop making everything my opponent!
I cry every night and fake every day.
I make people happy with the words that I say.
Why can't I just sit back and be happy or glad?
WHY MUST YOU ALWAYS MAKE ME SO SAD?!
No, you don't care, just like the others,
Just like mother, father and his brothers,
Just like my crush and my exes whom I love.
You're just toying with me, laughing from above.
I'll never get better, this I know.
I have no people to love, no paradise to go.
Perhaps my life will end soon so I may rest.
Let's cross our fingers and hope for the best.
Well it's a long way down to hell when you're alone.
Although my life isn't much worse, no one cares to pick up the phone.
Perhaps I'll just stay here while the world becomes a hate billow,
Just stay here...with my weeping willow.Latest Shared StoryIt was one word...DIVINE. You might think you are forgotten, but your poem will never be forgotten. It will forever sing in our heart. You are a talented poet and you should never stop....
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12. Deafening Silence
Poem To A Friend Suffering Pain And DepressionI look deep into your eyes
but all I see are lies
where there was hurt and suffering
there's now a black hole of nothing
I don't know if I can save you
after everything we've gone through
but I'll try
until the day I die
because you deserve so much more
you're someone worth fighting for Latest Shared StoryI've been dealing with depression for the past three years and suicide is a big thing for me. Thank you, this poem means a lot!
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13. Empty
What Depression Feels LikeHer thoughts bob under the surface,
Her lost dreams circling around her in clouds.
Every fake smile, fake laugh,
Only feeds the emptiness inside.
She's lost the ability to cry,
Surrendered it to the numbness
So she no longer has to feel.
The thick, black cloud overcomes her,
Smothering her till she suffocates.
She gasps, while inside her,
Everything is torn apart.
Her heart ripped to shreds,
And repeatedly stabbed,
With a rusty dagger.
Her soul screams as the demons rip into it,
Those horrible monsters.
No. They're her demons,
Her horrible monsters.
She's her own monster.
The guilt's eating her alive,
As she slowly kills herself...
From the inside out.
She seems fine on the outside.
The same laughing, smiling girl she's always been.
The scars she keeps hidden are the only sign.
A silent scream,
But no one notices,
Or do they just not care?
She's so alone.
She's always been alone.
Ever since the shadows ate her essence,
Sacrificed herself to the cold tendrils of sin.
False promises tempting her away from the Light,
And into the barren Darkness.
She's always so LOST...
Inside her own body...
It seems her hands have a mind of their own,
As they slice her arms,
Her ankles,
Her thighs.
With the blade she's always kept as a close companion,
The same rusty razor.
She watches the blood as it leaks out,
Down her arms and thighs.
Her release from the never ending cold.
But it's not enough.
It's never enough.
Not when she carries the weight
Of the world on her shoulders.
But she knows what is enough.
She stares at the bottle of pills,
Knowing this is her escape
From the Darkness that surrounds her.
I'd be quick,
Painless.
She's already slowly killing herself.
Destroying her soul.
No one can help,
They've tried before,
And they helped...
For a while.
But then she was back to faking her joy
With the mask that became her best friend.
She began starving herself.
She could never look good enough,
She found joy in each ache of hunger.
It meant it was working,
She was going to be skinny,
But it was never enough.
How could it ever be?
When she couldn't resist food, she'd stuff herself,
Then made a point of throwing up.
She pushed everyone away,
Stuck in her solitude.
Her shadow her best friend,
But soon the shadow was her.
A forgotten ghost...
Just a piece of who she was,
Who she used to be.
Left behind as she slowly killed herself,
She's only a shadow,
A wisp in the wind.
Never finding happiness.
She lost herself.
With no hope of being found...Latest Shared StoryI'm not sure if I'm depressed. Sometimes I feel wrong saying I am. Only because nothing terribly bad has happened to me. I haven't been through a close relative dying, I haven't been scarred...
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14. Black Dove
Poem About Not Feeling WelcomedThere sat a black dove,
dark as night,
doing wrong,
though knowing right.
Its nature is bad
but not by choice.
How would you feel
with an unheard voice?
It hates the world
surrounded by love.
Its only wish
is to be a white dove.
A symbol of hope, honesty,
peace, and devotion.
It just wants to be happy
and escape this commotion.
Instead, all the world does
is turn away,
and every silver lining
fades to gray.
Expected to be seen
but not heard
is a painful thing
to this lonely bird.
A black dove
sits and cries and sings
as it recollects
all the heartache life brings. -
15. Unheard Whispers
I try and try, but no one can see
That I'm hurt, that I'm broken,
That I'm not even me.
They think I'm fine
Because I tell them those lies.
I tell myself I'm okay,
But inside I want to cry.
No one understands,
So I will just keep quiet.
My words mean nothing.
They don't buy it.
I whisper, trying to be noticed,
But when I get their attention
My fake smile returns
And I am once again that bubbly girl
Everyone yearns to know.
I'm afraid that my feelings will scare them away,
Make them wake from their fake world of perfection.
My dreams have been shattered
By reality long ago.
Why mess up their perfect lie?Latest Shared StoryI can relate. I used to have this friend. I am not very outgoing, to say the least, and so I never really made any friends other that her, and she knew this. Last year we were placed in...
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16. Heart Of Ice
The beat of rain upon the land
Broken teardrop in my hand
Shattered remains upon the ground
My beating heart the only sound
A twisted tale chiseled in stone
Stories forgotten as the voices drone
Heart of ice, frozen in time
Far away, bells start to chime
The wind whispers through the trees
Voices carried on each breeze
Cries and sobs drown each bell
Secrets kept that no one shall tell
A tear cast aside that came to you
Reflecting anger and lies turned true
A tear that fell, yet went unshed
An unseen symbol filled with dread
Lonesome night to wash away
Heart wrenching pain of another day
The shattered pieces of a broken heart
Sewn together yet fallen apart
Broken tear the remains of a love
That burst to flames sent above
Heart of ice turned to stone
These silent voices start to drone
They tell these tales as though the end
Was at their side until they send
Each tale to lay before these lies
Glittering shards of diamond eyes
This heart of ice is the only link
Chained in black bound by ink
Surviving each day by only a drop
Lest its beating was ever to stop
As each day slowly wears on
The last shreds of hope are long gone
In the fields of glass, of diamond lies
Unseen by all except dreaming eyes
The spirits lie, awaiting the sacrifice
That is to be this heart of ice. -
17. Disappear
Looking For Someone Who UnderstandsIt seems that my only option is to cry,
But day by day I keep asking myself why.
Why am I always sad?
Why am I always mad?
When will somebody understand the pain I go through?
Can't anyone just hug me and say, "I'm here for you"?
Hold me close and say, "You can cry on my shoulder."
Give me advice and pull me closer.
I need someone who knows how it feel to want to cry all the time,
Someone who knows the real definition of "I'm just fine."
I'm tired of crying because I feel alone.
I need someone who knows how it feels to be alone.Latest Shared StorySorry you feel as I do. It's not good to feel alone. Remember it's not only you, but together we stand. Remember, we're friends.
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18. Black Abyss
Sadness From Friends Turning Their BacksI walk this black abyss
With no place to go.
It's surprising how I miss
All that I used to know.
All my friends have left me
Because of all my needs.
So I said, "Fine, just let me be.
You never even loved me; you're all just full of greed."
You wanted me for my money
You left and crushed my soul.
So here I wander, lonely,
In this dark, sorrowful hole.
I guess if it lasts forever,
I know soon I will be fine.
But till the end of my days
I will forever do my time.
So here I wander lonely
In this dark, sorrowful hole. -
19. From The 12 Year Old Outcast
The Perfect FamilyMy brother the A student/Perfect Athlete
Beautiful wife and children
Serving in the army
The one who calls me 'Kiddy'
My Father the big man
The Ex cop/charmer
The CEO of some big company
The one who scares me with his violence
My mother the trophy wife
The stereo typical stay at home mom
The hair stylists 'favorite'
The one who thinks she has the right to call herself my mother
The Me
Is Lucky to even get a C
Not fall on my face during gym
The shy girl in the corner which no one notices
The friendless one
The One who has tear stains on her cheeks
The one who can't AND refuses to be perfect like her family
In this family...there's no room for imperfection
Yet I'm still here...Latest Shared StoryYour poem hit me inside I semi understand what you mean, but I think you should know imperfects are the most beautiful part about a person; including yourself.
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20. Daddy's Gone
daddy was never here for me
and I don't think he ever will be
he left when I was young
and never came back
I do miss him but
if I did see him again I wouldn't know what to say
he hasn't wanted me in his life
so I shouldn't want him in mine
but I do
I miss him
I just want to see him again
every time I start thinking about him
I feel angry but sad at the same time because
I want to see him so badly
and I want him to be a good daddy but
I guess that's never going to happen
because if he did want to see me
he would have came and seen me
but he hasn't
so I guess
I'm just going to deal with life as it comes
if I like it or notLatest Shared StoryMy dad got kicked out last year and I wanted to know if you knew any tips on how to deal with it. When he was here he never was a dad. he just sat around all day. And your poem was very touching.
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