The sweet childhood for me was just deprivation;
I lived my days within a world of imagination;
For me even basic things needed calculation;
While others enjoyed its fruit I lived in starvation.
“Why am I alone?” I don’t know how many times I asked this question.
The only way to stay alive was embracing isolation.
Every single day was just another frustration;
Without even knowing, I had befriended self-rejection.
“Love me!” I cried in desperation;
No one gave a hand during those days of devastation.
Tears never flowed in emanation;
Maybe those elixir beauties also hide in fear and humiliation.
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Author:
Sloth (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 24th, 2025 05:03
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
Catchy rhyme in this poem help its flow and make it fun to read. Its meaning is sad and feels that isolation is a defense learned since childhood. Nicely written
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