All alone in this crowded room.
My eyes meet one...another.
They do not see me for what I am.
They see the smile on my face;
The lies that I'm holding, in order to keep myself together.
They do not know the pain I feel.
Their smile is real.
So I am alone in this crowded room;
Waiting for someone to see through;
To save me from myself from the loneliness...
that has overcome me;
controlled me.
I am a slave to this feeling;
Waiting for something better,
Suffering in myself,
Needing a savior.
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Heartless poems book 1
PoetryThese are poems that I wrote and am still writing. Most of these have to deal with depression, suicide, or just wanting an escape. Check out my second poem book "heartless poems book 2", I know. Such and original title. THESE ARE MY HANDWRITTEN POEM...
