Being nothing to no one
Isn't so bad
When nothing and no one's
All you've ever had
Seems they can't see you
Not even there
Like you're not even real
Another empty chair
No one to hold
No one your own
Nothing inside you
Numb and alone
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Written October 24th, 2006
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this is really good. It seems a lot like what i write but mine are more depressing. I like this though i've always loved reading sad poems. My favorite thing is poems that can make me cry. I'm sorry i'm talking alot i tend to ramble on about stuff like this. oh well anyways i really enjoyed reading this. it has a great flow to it and the rhymes don't seem forced that's one thing i love about poetry.great write. keep writing.
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awwwwwwwwwww
Very sad poem!!
Sounds very depressing! It'll be ok! i hope. Good write tho.
Toodlez
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thats really deep and emotional ! the poem formate was really good its sad but it was good
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wow, that's deep and very nicely done.I love the rhyming and it all flowed so well.This is super sad and I'm sorry you feel this way.I hope things get better for you
Keep up the awesome writing!!
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no one is all up in anyone's business
Again this is well-written in the same form.
It's so sad too. 
It reminds me of a poem I memorized for English this year by E.E. Cummings. "Anyone lived in a pretty how town, with up so floating many bells down, he sang his didn't, he danced his did, spring, summer, autumn, winter. Noone loved anyone... etc. I think it's my fav poem it's so random and cute. Anyway, it's a love story about anyone and noone. It's sweet. As much relavence this has.. I'm not sure.
4EVER BEIN ME,
LOVE,
WESLEANN -
If you're talking about yourself, then this hurts. You know how I feel...
But then, what am I? Just a distant shadow.. nothing more than words and images. I'm not a being. Not to you, anyways. And I know exactly how you're feeling. I know exactly how each of these knives of painful reality feel when they're stabbed in to you... especially the ones in the last paragraph.
"And there you lay in Jesus’ hands, resting there beside the lamb,
There will not be a circular piece to drive into a square shaped keep,
No hands to hold within my own,
No second soul inside our home,
We’ll walk beside the crystal sea,
Myself for my love, and my love for me"
That's Showbread.. one of my favorite songs by them. I think the guy's wife died.. but I still saw it fitting to the mood of your poem, and to the mood I'm feeling inside of myself. :-/
*sigh* I wish I could save you from the pain... and you know I would if I could...
Ems
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I liked this. Sort of cliche, but with a bit of a different spin. Interesting.
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