I wander lonely as a cloud,
Screaming inside, don't make a sound,
The voice within laughs and mocks,
Never falters, never stops,
It tells me I'm worthless and weak,
No one will listen if I speak,
They hear the words, but not the meaning,
More like a whisper, than the the screaming,
If they heard the voice I hear so loud,
They too would be lonely, as a cloud.
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Author:
danny13 (
Offline) - Published: August 5th, 2017 17:54
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
I like your poem
Here we hear, and we listen or rather read. Work as good as this always gets a read and, deserving as it is, worthy comment. It is an excellent and enjoyable piece.
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