Loner

Consistent battle of loneliness.

I continue to

Try and be

The best person

I can but I'm

Always seen

As inadequate

Or made to feel

As if I'm

Not

Enough

Or as if

The skin

I was born

In is my calling

Card to failure...

I've never felt

As if I fit

In or belonged to

This world but

Still I try to

Hold my head up

And press on

But lately within

Myself I've been

Losing

The light

Succumbing

To this feel

Of loneliness

Where only I

Know the

Pain

Behind these

Eyes

That no

One cares to

Look...

I thought that

I'd finally found

Myself after so

Long of looking

I thought

Finally someone

Would understand

But now

I know I'll

Face this

World coldly

Alone

A

Loner

With no

Space

With no

Land.

©tam 11/28/17

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