Benjamin Krouskop (Aug 29,1988 / Bellefountaine)
Alone
My breath is void of oxygen
My heart a scribble without rythm
I don't know what I'm doing
Or what I should have done
I need someone to hold
Instead of only one
I don't want to be alone, I don't want to be alone, I don't want to be alone, I don't want to be alone, I don't want to be alone, I don't want to be alone, I don't want to be alone, I don't want to be alone, I don't want to be alone, I don't want to be alone, I don't want to be alone, I don't want to be alone, I don't want to be alone, I don't want to be alone,
The panic sets in
As darkness becomes my comfort zone
This tired soul is stuck here all alone
Wondering what he has done
to turn them all away
The reason for his lonliness
Only he can say
I am alone, I am alone, I am alone, I am alone, I am alone, I am alone, I am alone, I am alone, I am alone, I am alone, I am alone, I am alone, I am alone, I am alone, I am alone, I am alone, I am alone, I am alone, I am alone, I am alone, I am alone, I am alone, I am alone, I am alone, I
am alone,
His walls are crushing him tonight
A stagnant shallow pool of blood and flesh and tears
Where no one wants to go
Where he swims in all his fears
I don't want to be alone, I am alone, Things will never change.
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This is how I feel all the time...
Idk how much longer I can fight this lossing battle.
I wonder why, why did I move, isnt this what I wanted? The semi was my way out, but fear took hold...
So I'm here again wish for the bitter sweet death that'll come again... And end this lonely, painful, emptiness that is my life.
This is my favorite poem.
I first heard this poem in my third drama class in the 7th grade.
My drama teacher told us to memorize it and since I loved this poem right away I had the whole thing memorized in less than a day and I was the only one to recite the whole poem.
Thank you Benjamin Krouskop for writing such a great poem, you expire me to write poetry.
your really good unfortunatly thats how i feel some times except you said it way better then i could you have real talent im jelous lol
Verry descriptive I like the line a scribble without rythem.