Alison Mills


Lonely


lonely so lonely
Lonely and sad
lonely and empty.

Lonely are the nights
lonely are the days
lonely are the years.

Lonely is this place
lonely is my life
lonely is this court room
lonely is my sentence
lonely am i, in so many ways
so lonely am i.

Submitted: Monday, September 21, 2009
Edited: Tuesday, October 13, 2009

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  • Roxanne Robles (11/30/2009 6:39:00 AM)

    thats how i feel just like that no one there when im in pain or when im hurting the only thing i can do is cry an hope someone heres me but to dam bad for me cuz what ever i do im still lonely and by myself in pain and lost and to help that pain go away i just make more pain to forget the real pain so if you here me crying plz don't go just make the pain go away.........lots of love aka sadgirl602 (Report) Reply

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