alone i sit in this cold dark room
thinking of the ones i used to call 'loved'
my family abondend me long ago
and the one of my dreams only pretends
meany times thay said 'i love you'
i found it was all fake
i thoght i was love
but i am only alone
alone by
alice foxheart
often we endure solitude to strenghten our souls.... I dont know if that helps but I hope it does.........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good effort. Read my poem *all alone