In the dark alone
Scared to the bone
Suicide at the thought
Might just get shot
I walk with a limp
I feel like a wimp
Do they really care
Who do they spare
Asking why I'm still alive
Livin' in a rat's hive
Only because of my friends
That get me through the rough edge and bends
Alone is cruel
It's not so cool
Very powerful
Don't be a fool
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Author:
AloneSIX (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this poem when I was only 14 years old and in middle school. I didn't really have any friends and felt like I had no one to talk to. I had written this just to write what my heart was telling me and how I truly felt.
- Category: Sad
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