Writing

A Poem – Week Thirty-Four

It must be kismet that this was the first poem (written on July 23, 1997) I saw when I opened my falling apart notebook filled with poetry written in 1996 and 1997. I wrote a post earlier this week about feeling isolated and this poem echoes that same theme.

Alone

When I think I have someone

To care and hold my hand

Someone to love me right

Someone to finally understand

When I look around

I discover I’m alone

When I dial a number

Nobody is home.

I try not to be bitter

But it’s still in my soul

My heart is reaching out

For someone to hold

When I look for someone

Who cares and understands

When I reach out

No one even holds my hand.

Somewhere in my mind

I thought I had a friend

But nothing is stable

Nothing on which I could depend

When I look around

For someone to give me a tug

No one stretches their arms to me

No one gives me a hug.

I’m all alone in this world

When I look around

Nobody cares

Nobody stands my ground

I’m alone because when I look around

Nobody is ever there.

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