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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