I close my eyes
And try not to cry
As memories slip by
I feel a hand in mine
And pressure on my lips
I open my eyes and sigh
There's no one here
Cause no one cares
I'm all alone
I've been told
"There's someone for everyone"
So where's my hand to hold?
Don't I deserve to be happy?
No, it's not my destiny
Not how it's meant to be
So alone I stand
My face in my hands
And tears streak my face
A contest entry
- The Missing Piece... by lowercase prelude.
400 points, ended May 28, 32 entries
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i really like your poetry, i didnt even notice this was written by you till like 5 seconds ago!!! i love this poem, its really relatable and good wording!
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Interesting. A quite hard to master style u use. i'm quite impress i must admit
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I can definitely relate! Especially where you said, There's someone for everyone, So where's my hand to hold. Absolutely love it, because I feel like that a lot of the time. Especially in the beginning its like the author yearns for it so much, that her imagination is beginning to physically manifest itself - "I feel a hand in mine and pressure on my lips". Like I said...love it
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every one deserves to be happy. but if your not going on wiht your life then happy wont find you.
the poems really good. really get your message accross.
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Awww.....you always write tearjerkers sister, it's heart-rending stuff! I felt the tears running down my face and I felt the pain ... this was amazing.
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This is brilliant and truly thought provoking. Was a pleasure to read such words from such a brilliant person...I believe that someday, you will find your love...Until then, I wish the best for you.
-Sel
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