Dama Tristeza

Rookie (8-24-93 approx.11PM / Queens, NYC, NY)

Alone - Poem by Dama Tristeza

Alone, Alone
I'm sitting at home, Alone.
Alone, Alone
Surrounded, but Alone.
Alone, Alone
No hugs to be had at home.
Alone, Alone
Rejected and Alone.
Alone, Alone
There's no love here at home.
Alone, Alone
That's how I feel at 'home'.

Comments about Alone by Dama Tristeza

  • (11/5/2008 3:13:00 AM)

    greatttttttttt poem
    love it
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  • Hana K (6/8/2008 8:29:00 PM)

    that's what I feel
    about 5-6 years ago
    but the feeling still haunted me
    not only at home
    also at school
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  • (7/15/2007 7:19:00 PM)


    I know exactly how you feel. I once felt that way. I'm very sorry and I hope things look up for you.
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  • (7/15/2007 4:00:00 PM)

    That's how I felt at my home, too. I didn't grow up in Queens, but I was alone most of the time, though. I was in the country, so that was REAL lonesome. Nobody around, just 'little ol' me and my dys-funct-ion-al-ity.' (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Poem Edited: Sunday, March 20, 2011

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