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Dec 2013
I feel alone.
Where I go and how many people I'm with couldn't matter less,
when no truth of compassion is shown.
I feel like a piece of nothing.
I bite my inner cheek in hatred to those who cannot love,
until my mouth is frothing.
I know thats hypocritical
but I cant help feeling that the world is not the way it should be,
and that everyone is cynical;
kind of like me.
But somehow, im always that one
who cares too much,
that others leave with a loaded gun.
They dont even know how lonely I feel,
especially in a crowd.
Loneliness is my Achilles heel.
Jessi S
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Jessi S  Canada
(Canada)   
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