Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsListsHeartedHistoryMy WritingNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsListsHeartedHistoryMy WritingNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

1/26/2014

by @haley-14

I've never been afraid of death Yet, I've been afraid to live The darkness brings me happiness The light could never give And I'm sitting in this corner Of an overcrowded room Feeling more alone than ever It's filling me with gloom I think I'm weird 'Cause I compare myself to others They're up there dancing and laughing While I'm stuck here - underneath my covers I've always preferred the frigid cold To the flush of heat I've always preferred the voices in my head Than the strangers on the street I like books Enough to be one Because no one knows my meaning Until the ending comes.
Request permission to use this poem
Written by
haley-14
For You?
Written by
haley-14
Published
Jan 26, 2014
Time
1m
Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell haley-14 how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogSupportFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 [production] by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write