Front Porch Poem by Rana Simms

Front Porch



I sit on my front porch,
Staring into space,
I don't know what to do,
I feel like I'm all over the place.
I'm just feeling so unloved,
So unwanted and worthless,
I don't know what to do,
Cause I can't take much more of this
I don't where these feelings are coming from,
And why they are what I feel,
They just came and took over,
Like my happiness was just something to steal
I'm feeling so jealous,
Cause everyone has people who care,
I am one of the odd ones,
Cause I have barely anyone there
People in this place,
Have so many friends,
To pick up the pieces,
And make all the mends
All I have is just one person
And that person is me
Can't depend on anyone else
No one will ever set me free
I'm doomed to this world,
Of loneliness and sadness,
There will be no laughter,
And no sounds of joyful bliss
I'll lay here and wait,
Until someone breaks down my wall,
I don't care who it is,
As long as they catch me when I fall
I'm sounding a little desperate,
But that’s because its true,
I need to find someone who cares,
So all my black skies can turn blue
I want someone who loves me,
And looks at me as a friend,
Not just as some freak,
That is so close to the end
But I guess that just won't happen,
Those cards will not play out,
I am not meant to have anyone,
I truly know this without a doubt
No one will ever come to my rescue,
When I'm paralyzed with fear,
They will never listen,
When I need someone to hear
I will forever walk this road,
The road of lonely souls,
I will be this way forever,
When these tears finally take their toll
But until then I'll sit here on my front porch,
And I'll stare into space,
I'll never know what to do,
I'll always be all over the place.

Thursday, November 19, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: space
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