Loneliness Fear

Why have me condemned?

At times disdained.

They is no joy in loneliness

especially without holiness.


In my quest for comfort

I always get hurt

shedding nothing but tears,

my face, with undesired wears


At times i see fear

but that fear i must tear

by making good friends

and with that loneliness ends.


But where can you find such?

Yes, in a place where you can't find much.

Too rare, this kind

The lonely is in Divine's mind.

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world
Guide that inspired this poem: 
Poetry Terms Demonstrated: 


Need to talk?

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741