Wed, August 25, 2021
8 of 100 poems for me (The Bleed of Words Collection)
I'll make up with my absence through this short one. Was caught of something that's why I wasn't active. Oh, no one really cares💔
No one
No one was there,
when I can no longer bear,
the coldness of the night,
the dullness of my daylight.
No one was there,
like to expunge my fear,
In the darkness of the night,
In the emptiness of my daylight.
No one was there,
of joy to whisper,
to sweep away my sadness,
not even let my madness to flourish.
No one was there,
to tell what's the difference,
between day and night,
that poems are more beautiful with ryhmes.
No one was there,
been there, now I'm nowhere,
Words are falling,
rhymes are failing.
No one was there,
When I woke up one day,
It's only me,
Now, I'm only me.
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A lone tear fell from my eyes after I read your poem, the pain of being alone struck me.