When all hope is lost, and you’ve faced all your fears
The shine in your eyes still be seen through your tears
All those battles you fought, and all that you lost
Your courage will still show in you, no matter the cost
Though you feel so alone, and your heart runs so low
Friends will still come to your rescue, you should already know
They’ll carry your torch, until you can stand
And guide you out, from the dark of the sand
Your courage will win, as sure as the sky
To remind you, even during the darkest goodbye
That this too shall pass, and soon all will be
Though it may seem hard now, patience will set you free
When all hope is lost, and you’ve faced all your fears
To those who have been forgotten,
To those who have been cast aside,
To those who have been left behind,
This letter is for you.
I know that you feel alone,
I know that you feel lost,
I know that you feel forgotten,
But I want you to know that you are not.
You are loved,
You are important,
You are worthy,
And you are not alone.
I know that it is hard to believe,
When the world seems to have forgotten you,
But I want you to know that I see you.
I see your pain,
I see your hurt,
I see your loneliness,
And I want you to know that I care.
I am here for you,
I will not forget you,
And I will never leave you.
So please, do not give up hope,
Do not give in to the darkness,
Do not let the world forget you.
I am here for you,
And I will never forget you.
It’s okay to not be okay sometimes,
To feel lost and alone.
To feel like you’re not good enough,
Or that you’ll never be happy.
It’s okay to cry,
To break things.
To let it all out.
It’s okay to not have all the answers,
To not know what you want to do with your life.
To just take things one day at a time.
It’s okay to make mistakes,
To learn from them,
It’s okay to be you,
Whoever that is.
So don’t be afraid to feel,
To let yourself be vulnerable.
To reach out for help,
When you need it.
Because it’s okay.
It’s okay to not be okay.
Silent melody, constant allure, anchor in reality
Enduring through better or worse, dreaming of soul’s liberty
Shackles unlocking, burdens evaporating, ship docked at harbor
Salty air lifting, heavy weight gone, journey to new order
Alone, abandoned, weary emptiness seeping into bones
Choice or not, too late to turn back time, enduring atone.
Wandering cloud drifts in the sky,
Alone and free, with no one to rely,
Solitude is its only friend,
As it travels from end to end.
No worries, no fears, it wanders on,
In search of peace, until the dawn,
The world below, it watches with care,
And wonders if anyone is there.
But the cloud knows its true fate,
To wander alone, in a peaceful state,
Until the day it disappears from sight,
And becomes one with the starry night.
Scared of life’s shadows, I shiver and shake,
Swept in a sea of sorrows, I silently suffocate,
Soul sinking in sadness, I seek a saving grace,
Struggling to survive, stuck in a scary space.
Anxiety and anguish, always on my mind,
Alone and afraid, no solace can I find,
A prisoner of my thoughts, paralyzed by fear,
Fighting for freedom, but the end is never near.
I love the beach, it’s where I feel free
The sand, the waves, it’s all for me
The salty air, the sun on my face
My worries vanish without a trace
I walk along the shore, feeling the breeze
The water’s cool touch puts me at ease
Seashells and crabs, a world of their own
A place where I can be alone
Beach, oh beach, you have my heart
A place where I can restart
I Get Hurt, I Might Cry
I get hurt, I might cry,
It’s a part of life, that I can’t deny,
I wear my heart, upon my sleeve,
And sometimes, it’s hard to believe.
That the ones I trust, and hold so dear,
Can hurt me so, and make me fear,
That I’ll never heal, from the pain they cause,
And I’ll be left, with endless flaws.
But I know, that I’m not alone,
That others feel, the pain I’ve known,
And together, we can find a way,
To heal the wounds, and seize the day.
For every tear, that falls like rain,
There’s a light, that shines again,
A hope that springs, from deep within,
A chance to heal, and to begin.
So I’ll keep moving forward, step by step,
And I’ll keep trying, to find my rep,
I’ll wear my heart, upon my sleeve,
And I’ll keep going, always to believe.
That I can rise, from the hurt I feel,
And I can stand, with strength and zeal,
And I can love, with all my might,
And I can keep going, into the night.
Lost in the fog
Lost in the fog, I wander aimlessly,
Through a world of uncertainty and haze.
The path ahead a murky mystery,
A journey through a thick, opaque maze.
The mist swirls around me, obscuring all,
And I’m left feeling lost and alone.
I search for a sign, a familiar call,
A way to find my way back home.
But every step leads me further astray,
And every turn brings more confusion.
The fog is a veil that obscures the way,
And leaves me in a state of disillusion.
So I’ll press on, unsure of my fate,
Through the mist and the fog and the gloom.
I’ll navigate this uncertain landscape,
And hope that soon I’ll emerge from the womb.
As the fog begins to lift, I see,
A beacon of light shining bright.
And I know that I’m starting to break free,
From the shroud of the fog’s deepest night.
So if you ever find yourself in a haze,
Lost in the fog, unsure of which way to go,
Take heart and know that you’ll find your way,
Through the mist and the fog and the unknown.
The Pain of Being Me
I live in a world that does not understand me
A world that judges me by how I look and act
A world that expects me to conform and agree
A world that rejects me for being different and abstract
I suffer in silence as I hide my true self
As I pretend to be someone that I’m not
As I suppress my feelings and emotions on a shelf
As I deny my identity and dreams that I’ve got
I cry in the dark as I feel alone and hopeless
As I wonder if there’s anyone who cares
As I question if there’s any meaning or purpose
As I despair if there’s any hope or prayers
I long for a day when I can be free and happy
When I can embrace who I am and what I feel
When I can find someone who loves me for me
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I walk among the crowd of faces
But I feel like I don’t belong
I try to fit in and act normal
But I feel like I’m doing it wrong
I don’t share their interests or opinions
I don’t laugh at their jokes or memes
I don’t dress like them or talk like them
I don’t fit in their groups or teams
I wonder if there’s something wrong with me
If I’m too weird or too different
I wonder if there’s a place for me
Where I can be myself and be content
But then I remember that I’m not alone
That there are others who feel the same
That there are others who understand me
That there are others who share my name
And I realize that being a misfit is not a curse
But a blessing in disguise
That being a misfit is not a weakness
But a strength that makes me wise.
The road is hard, the burden’s heavy
The light seems gone, the future hazy
But you’re not alone, I’m here for you
Let me lift your heart with a comfort song
When times seem darkest, I’ll be the dawn
Singing you peace until the new dawn
My voice will guide you, help see you through
So listen close to the comfort song
We all grow weary, we all lose heart
We all need belonging to make a new start
I’ll walk beside you where you belong
And sing my soothing comfort song.
Left Alone in the Dark
Left alone in the dark,
My thoughts start to embark
On a journey of fear and doubt,
With no light to guide me out.
The silence is deafening,
My heart is trembling,
As I try to find my way,
Through the darkness that holds sway.
I reach out for a hand,
But there’s no one there to understand,
The pain that grips my soul,
As I struggle to keep control.
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I search for a spark,
Of hope to light my way,
And help me face another day.
I am all alone in this beautiful world,
Surrounded by wonders, my soul unfurled,
The sky so blue, the grass so green,
A beauty that’s rare, a sight unseen.
But despite the splendor, I feel so small,
A tiny speck, no one at all,
I wander through fields, I climb up hills,
But the emptiness inside, it never stills.
I watch the birds fly, the bees buzz by,
But envy their freedom, their ability to fly,
I long to be a part of this world,
To have a place where I am unfurled.
But until then, I am all alone,
Lost in thought, without a home,
I’ll wander through this beautiful world,
With the hope that someday, I’ll be unfurled.
In the quiet of solitude,
Naked and alone, with none to intrude,
The body becomes a canvas, a work of art,
As fingers explore, igniting a spark.
Desire builds, a passionate flame,
Naked and alone, in erotic game.
Alone I am, but not truly so,
For love’s sweet presence fills me whole,
It wraps me in a warm embrace,
And fills my soul with joy and grace.
With love as my constant guide and friend,
I walk through life until the very end,
Alone, yet in love, I am complete.
Stranded in darkness
by the hands of warmth
sank so deep
Colder and colder
Alone and broken
never learned the lesson
Hoping for love
ascended from the hurt
Walked into the garden
where colors mask agony
Sweet little lies
Swooned the vulnerable
Fell for a rose
smiled so beautifully
Anxiety rushed in
held it tight
Stung by its thorns
cried for help
Cried all alone
colder and colder
Scars to the deep
alone and broken, again.
Vicious cycle of hope
Crippled the innocent
Again and again
nightmares and flowers
Again and again
Fancied and abandoned
Again and again
love and despair
Again and again
alone and broken.
Even though your miles away, we’re together in my dreams, sharing nights together, until the sunlight beams
Then like the sands of time you just slip through my fingers, I’m left sad and all alone but your memory still lingers
Stealing a naughty kiss, I’d love to share a sensual hug, to wrap you in my arms for real, to hold you tight and snug
In my dreams I feel you near, we share our body heat, if I could make this dream come true, my hopes would be complete
If you were laying on my chest, you’d hear my heartbeat call your name, you would feel my desires for you rushing through each and every vein
So close yet a world away, you’re here and then you’re gone, present during nightfall but the moment the sun is shone
You melt back into memory just a lovely vision in my head, I’m left writing poetry about you from my bed.
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I was a gladiator in the catacombs,
from hence I’ve roamed,
making prey out of lesser men.
Having never really understood,
all the depleted good
was never coming back again.
It doesn’t seem to matter now,
between the why’s and how’s
stands a man with a broken heart.
Thrown into the dark I fell,
fought my way through hell,
where the weak are often torn apart.
Yes my touch is rough and hard,
battle bruised and scarred,
beneath the armor hides a frightened child.
Often desperate for a taste of love
while being pushed and shoved,
a simple smile will drive me wild.
I’ll chalk it up to destiny,
life took the best of me,
penance paid with flesh and bone.
Still I am an open book,
remember when you look,
some things are better left alone.
My mother once asked me,
Why can’t you be normal,
And I ask myself too,
What is it to be normal?
Born into a world purely bare,
Breathing in a foreign air,
My body reacts,
Setting my life to disarray,
Feeling alienated I deflect my mind away.
Yet suddenly I’m home,
Surrounded but alone.
These are the inescapables,
Bow your head and set the tables,
When we have a choice, we live disabled.
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I miss the sound,
of being alone.
rustling of leaves
as they fall from grace.
The rush of water
flowing in the river
down to the falls.
The choir of birds
sitting in a tree
echoing in the air.
The thoughts inside my head
whirling freely alone,
rapid and wild
without the voices
telling it where to go.
I miss the sound
I can live life happily alone.
No, I don’t need someone to share my memories with.
I don’t need someone to be there for me when I’m breaking down.
I don’t need to be there for someone when they’re sick.
I don’t need anyone.
But I want someone.
I want to share my memories with someone.
I want someone to be there for me when I break down.
I want to be able to care for someone when they’re sick.
I want you by my side,
and in return,
I will be by yours.