HM (24/10/1993 / brisbane)

Alone

am i alone....
in my room....
the walls getting smaller and smaller....
crushing me inside.....

am i alone....
in the park.....
the moonlight on my face.....
destroying my soul....

am i alone.....
in the cave....
the demons of the cave screeching......
losing my mind......

am i alone.....
in my room.....
with my knife in my wrist.....
scraching my bones......

am i alone.....
in a conner.....
with no love......
my life ticking away......

am i alone....
in hell itself.....
no friends just foes.....
taking wants left......

am i alone....
in my grave.....
to many skeletons in the closet to tell....
so much unfinished.......

THE END

User Rating: 4,9 / 5 ( 5 votes ) 8

Comments (8)

God this is good...i hope u won't delet this one..i can totally relate to it. Fantastic, passionate write.10 SG
‘…to many skeletons in the closet to tell..../so much unfinished.’ UNFINISHED …finished in mortal life …to be ‘Finished’ in heavenly Life…Who [God] is ‘Perfect Finish’ … Make us perfect finish [lower case] … Very much moving and touching poem… thanks for a paradigm change poem 10+ Ms. Nivedita UK
wow dat wuz deep...but even thru all da pain// dont give up on life! -DLG
I love this, it's just incredible. It so deserves more than a pathetic number 10.
very descriptive poem its good
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