'life' 'lonely' 'emotions'

Learn more about other poetry terms

I have a lot of "my" stuff scattered around his house I wonder if these things remind him of me I wonder if it makes him miss what we had, feeling those feelings again
I ask myself how can I be so alone, I look into my lecture rooms without feeling welcomed.
I ask myself how can I be so alone, I look into my lecture rooms without feeling welcomed.
The voices are talking They tell me they don't care While I am walking All they do is stare I wish I could stop this madness Make the eyes stop I am in this blackness The voices are nonstop
The voices are talking They tell me they don't care While I am walking All they do is stare I wish I could stop this madness Make the eyes stop I am in this blackness The voices are nonstop
It's not a closed mind,But it's like I'm walking, blind.It happens from time to time,Where not even a shadow appears.
Into the bathroom,showered turned on, cold water running down,from my head washing down the tears rollling down my face down to my bare back down to my thigh into the dranage, for the first time the cold water from the showers felt like smothing b
Sun, gone. Stars, gone. Moon, gone. Wings tattered, Heart bare, Cold water replaces air. No Wings heal, Heart cold yet there, Slowly I retern to air
Take it slow One breath Then another Day by day Step by step Alone is better Easier Less people to hurt Anger  Isolation Time bomb ticking Blast zone empty
Dear Loneliness, Funny to meet you here again In those who always said they would never leave me In those who always said they would never hurt me Loneliness  Your name ring in my ear like tinnitus
These paintings on the wall I wish I could be like them  They're standing tall, no care at all however our patience runs thin.  Lately, we've been mad at the world and the things that we have become 
Who was I before this awful mess? What did I look like? Before the scars Before the pain Did I have hope in my eyes? Did I have happiness on my lips? I wish I knew I wish I knew who I once was
Dear Sweet Nothings:   Hi! My name is innocence Naivete You remember me Held your hand as you laughed, As you cried,
vested in veins spreading like spider webs of blues of black they say rumors spread like wildfire  which is only true  because they engulf  homes and hearts 
Dear Dumb Diary When I need someone to talk to no one listens, So I write in you. The best parts of my day And the things I can’t say You're always there. Just like little Junie B.
your smile- a ray of suneshine your laugh- an intoxicating drug but your eyes- your eyes pierce through my soul devouring my inner demons   how can I move on? how  can I be strong
White and fluffy, soaring so high I am but a cloud floating in the sky There is no breeze to wake the trees And stir the air and the clouds like me  The sun is so bright yet it doesn’t burn For I am simply water that took a turn Nothing is quite s
For Curt.    His eyes were an offset blue, Identical to the unyielding forces of the tempestuous sea and the churning influence of the clouds. Or were they an unpolished silver,
Heart wracking shrieks fill the once silent room; How could you leave me alone? Tears streak down my cheeks, dropping past my wobbling chin and to the carpet below; How could you leave me alone? 
With every mistake you make You get more and more irate   And I can't say I dont understand  But I wish I didn't need to   I did everything you said But you say I did it wrong  
The inner pain I feel  Comes from the past.  No matter how  Happy I feel  Or how happy  I am now,  It could never escape.  The only thing that  Will make it escape 
As people leave, as people go, lonelines. Lonely and emptiness inside,  crying, weeping, hardly sleeping. 
Built up hatred Oozes out of the pores of the misinformed. Can't seem to escape it. Can't seem to rise above it. How can I become an example When I feel like a sample Of America's weakest?
A lonely shell of a person Is what I used to be.  I felt breathless I thought the world was grim, helpless Nothing mattered and yet— All at once— Everything mattered.  The glowing prospect of my future— The desire to become all I've envis
Subscribe to 'life' 'lonely' 'emotions'