I cannot tell people I am lonely
I cannot talk to people about this
Because they will hug me and tell me that I have them
That I'll never be alone
That I'm not alone
But they don't understand and I'm not sure how to explain it
I can be with my friends
And feel great
Happy
Alive
Then they walk away
And it dawns on me
The loneliness creeps up almost instantly
It's a mix of the fear of lonely and knowing I am
Everyone in my life could hug me and tell me I'm not alone
But as soon as they step away
I will be lonely
Because I am lonely
Within myself
Within my mind
And I don't think anybody can fix that
I don't think anybody can fix me
I'm sorry for not being open and happy
I'm sorry I'm so alone
I'm sorry I'm so lonely
And I'm sorry there is no cure for me
No cure for me or my lonely
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Blood Stains
Poetry*trigger warning* I'm lost•I'm broken•I'm hurt•I'm sorry ~the ones marked "x" are about my struggle with food and eating~
