Lonliness is sitting in a crowd
of people talking very loud
trying to pretend not to be as lonely as me
It is a train's whistle in the night
screaming for the light
hopelessly chugging away
further from the break of day.
It's watching life from the stands
never joining in or clapping hands
and after the team has all gone home
sitting there alone.
Loneliness is wanting to Die
being ashamed of needing to cry
and seeing the tears
hearing the pitiful jeers
of those even loneliar than I
Kayla
okay well i must return teh favor... i am thrilled that you wrote that... i shall leave a very short poem in mine. :)
Later Days!
*~Ashley~*