Alone, while the world rushes by.
I am iridescent and hollow, a
fragment unnoticed by the crowd.
I speak words of dignity, they
are but a whisper amongst the
screams of the defiled and shamed.
My tongue laden with the weight of
my loneliness. I long to yell to
be heard to be acknowledged.
Evening hours in a rough worn out
bar, they pass like I am a virus
not wanting to be caught.
They dance, drink, kiss and cling
like spandex on a summer night. I
watch as is it is all I can do.
I long for a touch, a conversation,
a moment of meaning. Something to
fill this deceptive void.
Deceptive, I am here, you are there
you speak, you touch, you love. But
then why do I still feel alone?
A contest entry
- Alone.....Prewrites allowed by LoveNeverDies.
370 points, ended May 17, 2007, 93 entries
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I know how this feels .....I feel that way for the most part.....I loved the first lines of this they were very drawing if thats the word....and this was really good...keep writting,
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this was a good poem..it was very well written..your words were powerful, strong and emotional as well. its not fun to be alone and it hurts and its something that no one should experience..keep writting your talented and good luck in the contest
~Chrissy~
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