Unloved

I dont know what im doing
breathing deep not easy
as the drips keep hitting the
solid white page
first making there way down my face
im confused.

Am i loved
do i want to be loved back
im not sure
wetting the page.
as i soaks and crinkcles

its not easy being me
lights flasing as people call
i dont wanna be desprete
refusing the calls
the people that used to be
there at least say they
would be
arent there anymore
lost in love.
im hurt.

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Mickey Pig Knuckles 18 March 2006

Erin, even though this poem may be a sad one you describe your emotions so beautifully in poetic form. the message has the power of reaching right out to your reader and pull them into you so they can feel you and the hurt you experience thus a wonderful task anypoet strives for. Now, I must Thank You for sharing your love of poetry and especially for giving us all a little of you. Wonderful Heartfelt poem. As I close this comment I want you ask that you continue to write so your readers will smile really bright. Your Friend, Mickey Pig Knuckles :)

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