I am lonely in the world,
Trying to cry,
But no tears are coming out,
Noone else is here to hold me not even my parents,
Trying to forget my past,
As I start over,
In my lonely world.
The pour of feelings at the very most. Simple but not simplistic... Keep on moving on, gal.
Is there anything worse than when the tears won't come? It's as if they've deserted you, too. Touching self-examination, strong and honest.
Hi Christina......it is a big world ain't it? ......don't worry...hardly anybody read or commented on my poems either today....just keep posting them and get those feelings out....best wishes Vallerie
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Nice excerption of your lonely feeling. i think you are mising your grandpa very much...you need a true love more than enything. But dear, in your poem none else has become noone else. Hve great future. Read my poems if you have time