ALONEA Poem by ZekeThey thought that he never liked it. Yet he wrote it when he felt it. What he didn’t like was not choosing his own. He was normally on his own. He liked being alone.
It was what he was used to. To not be bothered, By anybody but two. Because he liked them the best. They were better than the rest.
They understood him, They befriended him Yet they have less time now. Having to do what they needed. He is left alone.
He misses them often. He wished he had a button. That would make them appear Whenever he wanted a pair. Yet he was still alone.
Sad and lonely He sat in his room depressed. Thinking soundly He didn’t need any more rest. He was already alone. © 2012 Zeke |
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Added on October 25, 2012 Last Updated on October 25, 2012 AuthorZekePlainfield , INAboutI write stories, short and long, i write poems and songs as well. im working on a series too. I am 21 and i have many medical diseases and dissabilities so most of my poems are depressing. I haven't b.. more..Writing
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