February 6, 2009
By kewdee GOLD, Kaysville, Utah
kewdee GOLD, Kaysville, Utah
13 articles 0 photos 3 comments

I sit in the dark,
Trying to light a spark

I feel lost and alone
Looking for a home
Yet no one seems to care
And there's no place for me there

So I cry alone at night
Wishing with all my might
That I'll make my voice heard
Even if only for a word
I'll try and say, 'Can you see
This is me.'

I walk through the cold
Not needing to be told
That I should go home
But they don't care I'm alone
They don't care to ask why
Because they don't see the tears I cry

When I cry alone in bed
Sometimes I wish I were dead
I don't think anyone would care
Then they learned I'd never be there
But then I think that someday
I'll escape and get away

Then one night I'll say,
'That's it, I'm going away.'
And ever though I'm leaving there
No one really seemed to care

But even thought I walk alone
I don't miss my home
I feel finally free
And have a chance to be me
In new and different places
With new and different faces

So bid me fare well
I'm braking out of this shell.

The author's comments:
Once again, this is another poem I wrote while in my depression rut. But I wrote it towards the end so I was getting better and feeling better too, though you probably can't tell with the way I wrote the poem. But oh well, enjoy. Also the pic has nothing to do with the poem. I just thought it was pretty

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kewdee GOLD said...
on Oct. 9 2009 at 5:09 pm
kewdee GOLD, Kaysville, Utah
13 articles 0 photos 3 comments
Thanks! I tried really hard. If you liked that one then I hope you'll read my other ones too, they are all kinda the same. Thanks for the comment again!

on Oct. 9 2009 at 4:06 pm
a_bunch_of_nuns, Unknown, Wisconsin
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You have a good rhythm and style with your words. You connect your ideas and feelings with the paper very well. I like it. ;)


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