Alone Poems by Teens

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

  1. 1. Just My Mask

    This is a poem about my day-to-day life. I go through my days, pretending nothing is wrong. I am protecting my family and friends from what I feel. Every time they ask how I am, I always reply, "Fine." I never am fine, never good or well. I wear a mask of happiness and joy so they won't suspect the depth or severity of my pain.

    Pretending To Be Okay

    Of 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."

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  3. 2. Not Good Enough

    • By Imza
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems October 2009

    No one understands how alone I feel. When you look in my eyes, you might see happiness, but inside, I'm falling apart.

    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?

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  5. 3. Imagine

    • By Shelby S.
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems May 2013

    This poem touches on feeling alone. I've felt all these things in this poem and felt like there was nobody who understood or cared. I felt like I had to face things on my own. This work takes a turn for the depressing, but hopefully it will show all you beautiful people that you are not alone. Others have felt these things and will always be there for you.

    Nobody Understands Me

    Imagine 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.

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  6. 4. No One Knows Me

    • By Caitlin Glaspell
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems March 2011

    This story is special to me. It is about me and my life.

    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.

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  7. 5. Can Anybody Hear Me?

    I wrote this poem while crying at night and unable to go to sleep. Simply writing down my feelings calmed me. I was angry at myself for being so shy that I had isolated myself from those who loved me. I felt isolated, alone, and invisible. I didn't feel like anyone understood who I really was. I felt hurt because no one really took the time to get to know me. The ones who preached friendship to me ignored me... even on my birthday. Thank God, He is my comforter. And I had His Word that night.

    Poem About The Hurt Of Being Isolated And Alone

    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.

    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.

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  8. 6. My Life

    • By Carrie Hall
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2008

    I have been through hell and back. I tried to explain what I've been through in this poem. It's about stuff that no teenager really wants to go through.

    Hell And Back

    I'm lost and confused,
    miss-treated and miss-used,
    Raped and abused,
    Unloved and refused.
    I was always being excused,
    I started doing drugs,
    Dating some thugs.
    I was being a tease,
    and getting pleased.
    I love that life
    now I'm stuck,
    in this rock.
    restrained from the one I love.
    screaming inside my mind,
    even though everyone thinks I'm fine.
    crying myself to sleep every night,
    wishing the next day my sister might be in sight.
    I was dropped in this town,
    to never be found.
    I was beaten
    I was raped
    I was unloved
    I was refused
    and most of all I was confused.

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  9. 7. The Weeping Willow

    • By Chris Trottier
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems April 2014

    Hey, Chris Trottier here, author of "The Weeping Willow." I've suffered from depression for many years, let it be from loneliness, hate, abandonment or just simple sadness. Youngest in the pack, both from mother and father's children from previous relationships, I never really had someone to talk to or anything. Being the unpopular guy, you tend to be bullied and be stuck in a zone where you're always alone. Perhaps you feel the same; if so, I hope you enjoy "The Weeping Willow."

    Poem About Pain And Losing Hope

    Each 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.

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  10. 8. Left Behind By Dad

    • By Carly
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems January 2008

    I wrote this poem because its the way I feel about my dad. I live in a family of 10 kids and my parents. We live with mum and my dad lives in another city.

    I was told you love me
    I guess I heard wrong
    I lay here in the Darkness
    All alone
    No one else
    Just me
    Thinking
    Dreaming
    Wishing
    You still were still here
    To comfort me at times like this
    Times of Darkness
    I need you here to hold me when I cry
    To tell me it's ok
    To give me hope for the future
    But it's to late
    Your gone
    You could've been there but you weren't
    Your were off doing your own thing
    I lay here waiting for you to come back
    But you never do
    Day by day it gets worse
    Tear drenched eyes
    Shattered heart
    You may love us
    But do you care what happens to us
    If you did you wouldn't have left us this way
    I still lay here waiting
    Waiting for one thing only
    Waiting for my dad to be a Dad

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  11. 9. I Am Not

    • By Rachael Weaver
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems March 2011

    I am a 15 year old girl who has gone through a lot in my life, when I was almost 12 my sister Vicki died in a car accident. I've also lost 10 more people in my life since then, its hard and sometimes I don't know what to do so I wrote this for my parents.

    I know I get angry, I know I rant and scream
    But all I want to do is wake up from this dream
    I try to stop being rude, I try to brush things off
    But it's hard to do all this when I feel I'm not good enough
    I'll never be a Vicki, beautiful, loving, and brightly glowing
    I'll never be a Markee whose hard work is always showing
    I'll never be a Crystal who's organized and neat
    I'll never be a Madison who beats everyone in a meet
    I'll never be a Candace who's the baby of our crew
    I'll never be any of them; I can't fill any of their shoes
    I'm just a teenage girl, who doesn't know what's going on
    I'm just another troublemaker who has a thousand cons
    I'm not that good at dance, my singing is just okay
    I'm not the prettiest thing to look at, things don't go my way
    I'm the one in the family who cries myself to sleep at night
    I'm the one who for some odd reason can't get anything right
    I'm the one who feels unwanted and hated by a lot
    I'm the one who takes the blame when someone else gets caught
    I'm the one who feels like me life can't continue the way it should
    I'm the one who let Vicki leave, and she'd die because I would
    I'm the one who can be successful but won't execute what I know
    I'm the one who writes these down; I have nowhere else to go
    I'm the one who can't say this, to my family's face
    I'm the one who's walking at a different pace
    I'm the one who runs away when something in life goes wrong
    I'm the one who's been hurting inside for almost way too long
    I'm the one who can't put into words the way I really feel
    I'm the one who doesn't believe good things are really real
    I'm the one who attacks myself when I go down the wrong road
    I'm the one who has been carrying on my shoulders, on big heavy load
    I'm the one who has tried to change, but can't do it on my own
    I'm the one who is so sorry, so I wrote this poem

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  12. 10. Keep Fighting Those Demons

    • By Tori Stewart
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2012

    We all have demons we battle daily. We all have things that cause pain. Let all keep fighting those demons. You're stronger than you think and please comment.

    You don't know and I'll never tell,
    If you look at me you'd never know what's really inside,
    I may laugh and smile,
    And you'll think I'm OK

    I may act sunny and bright,
    But really I'm dying inside,
    I'm sinking slowly into a deep dark trench,
    I wish begging for someone would show me the sun

    To help me battle this thing inside me,
    My demon,
    My curse,
    This thing inside me

    All I want is someone to understand,
    Someone else with my pain,
    Someone with my curse,
    So I don't feel so alone

    I crave to have someone who know what it's like,
    Someone who has my demon,
    Someone who can fight with me.

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  13. 11. The Hidden Pain

    • By Abigail S. Williams
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems September 2018

    I feel like I'm alone, like no one understands me. They ask me if I'm fine. I smile and say that I am even though I feel like staying in my room and crying. I have to put on the mask because I know that if I show my true self I'll be rejected.

    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.

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  14. 12. Empty

    • By Hayley
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems November 2011

    I've struggled with self-injury, anorexia, bulimia, and have tried to commit suicide 11 times...this is what the void of depression feels like...

    What Depression Feels Like

    Her 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...

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  15. 13. Help Me

    It's about needing a friend, a real one. Of course, I have real friends, but like many teenagers, I don't have friends who understand me. That's basically what I'm trying to say in my poem.

    Be My Friend

    Hear 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.

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  16. 14. Daddy's Gone

    • By Sab
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems August 2008

    My dad never wants to see me.

    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 not

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  17. 15. She Never Shed A Tear

    Sometimes you just feel lonely and too alone...

    When she was young, she bumped her head
    She did not shed a tear
    She scraped and bruised her knees
    She did not shed a tear
    She was scolded by her mom
    She did not shed a tear
    She asked for a cup of ice cream but was ignored
    She did not shed a tear
    She was humiliated in front of a crowd
    She did not shed a tear
    She lose people dear to her
    She did not shed a tear
    She watched a movie, everyone cried
    She did not shed a tear
    She failed
    She did not shed a tear
    She was hurt, but again
    She did not shed a tear
    All the tears were gone, a long time ago
    It dried as long as she can remember
    She was tired, she needs to rest
    She slept thinking it was the best
    She was wrong everything was the same
    Nothing changed.

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  18. 16. Suicidal

    • By Lucy
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems August 2015

    My friend was feeling suicidal, so I wrote this for her.

    Poem About Not Wanting To Be Alone

    Nobody knows
    Nobody sees
    Nobody hears
    Her cries and her pleas
    To, just for once,
    Be as everyone else
    To, just for once,
    Not be herself
    She's alone in this world
    No one to call friend
    She'll be alone in this world
    When she comes to an end

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    Yes it really did touch my heart. That's why I am starting a group called 'The Survivors'. It's for the people that have been bullied and mentally, sexually, and physically, abused.

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  19. 17. Heart Of Ice

    • By Shianne
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems March 2012

    This poem is about sacrifice, moving on, forgetting yet remembering.

    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.

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    I really like this poem. It brings in a lot of memories.

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  20. 18. Diamonds

    This poem is very symbolic of my emotional walls.

    Poem About Building Emotional Walls

    I built walls to the heavens made of diamond.
    I sit in my crystalline castle as workers reinforce the walls with steel rods.
    My new home is unbreakable.

    I do not like guests; they are forbidden here.
    My quarters are so indestructible that they are known by the gods.
    My new home is unbreakable.

    I need more diamonds.
    They need to build the walls higher!
    My new home is unbreakable.

    Years have passed. My icy walls are complete.
    Now I sit alone; just me, my steel, and my diamonds.
    At least my home is unbreakable.

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    I can relate to this poem on a personal level. More often than not, I shut people out to protect myself, but then I realize that I am left alone with my own thoughts. I just want to say...

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  21. 19. Pain, Heartache, And Loneliness

    • By Tyreka S
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems June 2014

    This poem is about how I feel about the things in my life right now. I wrote this poem because I have been dealing with a lot. Pain of rape and neglect, sorrow and hurt, and I feel there's no one to help me. I try to make things better, but nobody seems to have time, or they just don't understand.

    Slowly I feel myself breaking.
    My knees feel weak; it seems I'm shaking.
    My arms are tired and my legs feel numb.
    My mind in a haywire and I want to run.

    Stress is building, tears still fall.
    My lonely nights I lay
    Staring at these blank walls.

    Hopeless sleep with no means to an end
    Keeping me from the monsters within.
    Tragic flares and dreams down the drain.
    The nightmares I have bring me the most pain.

    Wishing for the truth, but only finding lies.
    The secrets I try to keep behind
    My dull brown eyes.

    My tears won't stop, I can't keep fighting.
    I'm losing all hope of ever finding.
    I don't know who I am; with everything going on,
    I've lost myself in this midst of a crowd.

    My heart can't take this never ending pain,
    With every word they say I feel like they drain.
    My dying, beating heart that has nothing to gain.

    The stares I receive like I shame them so bad,
    But the truth is that I only wanted to try,
    Try and fight for what I had.

    Now here I am, with this lonely broken soul,
    Awaiting my faith in this pitch black hole.

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    Such a touching poem. I love the diction used. It really creates an atmosphere that rhymes well with the subject matter.

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  22. 20. Who Is She?

    • By Kayla Brooks
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems March 2009

    The reason I wrote this poem because it helps me let out a lot anger and sadness. Because I am an 11 year old girl with type 1 diabetes. Also my mom has sickle cell anemia and she smokes. And the sad about it is that she says that she wants to be in my life but always out with her friends and never home with me. I also wrote this because I feel that God put me on this earth to make fun of me. But when I think of it I know he put me on this earth for a reason.

    I Am An 11 Year Old Girl With Type 1 Diabetes

    she is lost
    afraid
    afraid of everything
    she doesn't know where to go
    left or right
    up or down
    she is trapped
    nobody understands her
    she is in a box
    she is lost
    how does she go on
    she feels like her life is over
    she tries to fit in
    but she cannot
    she wants to disappear to nowhere
    she cannot talk to anyone
    her life is upside down
    where does she go
    what does she do
    why is her life like this
    did chose her to be this way
    why me lord
    am I the one you want to live like this
    am I the special one
    did I do something wrong
    do I belong on this earth
    I am lost

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    I love that now it gives me the courage to feel comfortable because God chose me for a reason. I'm also an 11 year old girl, and I'll be faithful and am blessed that I'm still on the Earth.

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