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Lonesome
Blue skies through my window, darkness inside. Sun shining, shadows blanketing my dark, desolite lonliness. Pretending to enjoy the bad times through fake laughs, painted smiles, lost eyes missing their sparkle. Empty stomach from deminished hunger. Broke thoughts once able to distinguish between happiness and sadness. Shallow breath inbetween my sobs. Tears flow for hours on end, which
no amount of comforting can stop,
no amount of talking can cease,
no amount of love can make alright,
no amount of attention can break.
I am lost in my world of lonliness, unable to escape
This poem was so good. Describes the whole meaning of "lonely" in such a deep and personal way. I loved it
Melissa Marina Flores