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Jan 2015
I never knew just how alone I really was till just now...
I didn't feel alone when I had the razors and the knifes...
I didn't feel alone with the pills and the drugs...
I didn't feel alone when I lay talking to him at night...
I didn't feel alone talking to her during the day...
But now...
I feel alone because I don't have the razors or the knifes...
I feel alone because I don't have the pills and the drugs...
I feel alone because I don't have him to lay and talk to at night...
I feel alone because I don't have her to talk to during the day...

Things have changed...
Now I only feel alone when music isn't playing...
When he isn't talking to me...
When she isn't in bed with me...

I never knew what the feeling of alone was...
Cleo Younce
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Cleo Younce  Champaign
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