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I get up again, and look at my empty room. That void feeling, irresistible doom. I go to the bathroom, wash up my face. Reminded once again, how I look like a disgrace. Take a bath, and then get dry. To think how I'm alone, and then wonder why. Pick out my cloths, and get myself dressed. Thinking of the day, an thoughts un-confessed. I grab some coffee, and look across the table that's chilled. Stare at the empty chair, and wish that it was filled. I just stare for a moment, and a moment again. Just wishing to have someone, for no one has been...
...Been a friend, or a loved one. Spiritual mother, father, daughter, or son.
I get up to end the moment, grab my toast and walk outside. Wishing that there was a place, one place that I could hide. The bus comes again, and I take my seat. I sit alone again, with no one to meet. School again, and the shame pours down. The constant staring, makes me do nothing but frown. They act like I'm a monster, when I'm a shell of a man. They don't even try to make me smile, I'm starting to doubt one can. I take my notes, do as I am told. But I don't dare to look up, and show how my eyes are so bold. I pick at my lunch, at my own large table. I personally think that my isolation, deserves its very own label. My stomach is full, but I'm hungry inside. The loneliness gets deeper, like the tears that I've cried. A few more classes, and the school day is done. But still on the ride home, I'm missing someone. At home again, I finish my work. But I'm still unhappy, without even a smirk. Apathetic for tomorrow, and sorry for today. A life without passion, and only dismay. Eat dinner watching the news, but don't even care to listen. Nothing said about the days, can make my eyes glisten. I clean the dishes, and wash all my clothing. I think about the day, and welcome the loathing. I go to the bathroom, and get ready for bed. I turn out the lights, then rest my head...
...And I always have a time, where I feel most isolated. Where I feel so alone, instead of loved, rather hated. I always have that moment, and it chills me to my bone. Every day I wake up, and I am still Alone.
- by 290DarkStars |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/15/2009 |
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- Title: Still Alone
- Artist: 290DarkStars
- Description: It rhymes if you read by punctuation (Like you SHOULD read) Dark, in a book that Im trying to write. well, Dark writes this at home after he felt void, he realised in the morning drinking coffee. So he wrote this xD dont beg for stanzas... theis was intentinal, and should be read like this.
- Date: 11/15/2009
- Tags: still alone
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Comments (5 Comments)
- xRossariox - 11/29/2009
- Oh wow please update me when you write more please!!!
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- 1so_so11rry_ari11 - 11/18/2009
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awwwwww
so sad yet so touching...
As if im an outsider... looking in on your life
very well done daeky once more :]
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- 290DarkStars - 11/17/2009
- Yes ^^ thank you for your comments, and it is before Dark meets Luna.
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- xX_emo girl18_Xx - 11/17/2009
- wow im gonna cry man -tearing again- i liiked it so much 5/5
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- Daddy Got This Account - 11/16/2009
- awww, i really like it. and i am assuming this is before he meets Luna? i think so. lawl. but anyways, i absolutely adore it. ^^ wonderful Dark, dearest. keep up the magnificent work! 5/5 and fav
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