I was never fully in love
I was just lonely
I guess everyone can see that
As soon as they read my poetry
I'm not build for love
But I want someone to hold at night
Someone who sees me
Someone who likes what I write
I need someone to write about
And he's still my muse
I'm too lonely to let him go
And this is my excuse
My loneliness has taken control of me
And my poor soul
I want to know what I'd feel
If there wasn't this big hole
That I fill with loneliness
I don't want to eat alone anymore
I don't want to get bored
And wait by the door
For him but he'll never come
And I'll bore myself to tears
And if I won't be dead by then
I'll be doing it for the next fifty years.
Some extra sad poetry today.
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Poem Collection
PoetryHere are the poems I've written and sometimes little backstories about why I wrote them. Enjoy my art :)