Dark Hours

Dark Hours

A Poem by Mk.t.g
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"Is there anyone who's afraid of losing me?"

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No one to comfort me in my darkest hour
Everything withered away like a flower
I'm surrounded by people all around
Yet I haven't been found

I wanted someone to hold me tight
And take me on a plight
Away from all these thoughts
Which has left me distraught

Wondering why you weren't there
When I was trapped in a snare
I looked out for you
But you went through

© 2023 Mk.t.g


Author's Note

Mk.t.g
A quick piece I penned down. I wrote this because I felt alone and lost, even with all my friends and people surrounding me. It's just a triggering feeling when you can no longer be who you are in front of them when you can no longer expect something from them.. and the only thing that's holding you back is the treasured memories you once made with them.

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I was there, picking up petals,
but you didn't see
I was hiding in the dark,
Afraid to speak

The look on your face
it left me distraught
I knew it was a race,
a fight, now i know i should've fought

you were alone, I saw your tears
i wanted to wipe them
I wanted to calm your fears

I wanted to hold you tight,
I wanted to whisper it wasn't fair
your tears i wanted to wipe
for you to know i did and still care

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mk.t.g

1 Year Ago

This is such a wonderful a wonderful rendition of the thought I wanted to portray. This is is much m.. read more



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Searching for support where there is none is common to all of us. In such times we find out who really cares and is a friend. Sometimes, we find there are none. This is chilling and we have to reach inside and become our own best friend and support. A moving piece.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Mk.t.g

1 Year Ago

Thanks for reading, Soren!
very relatable. loneliness is a state of mind regardless of circumstances or presence. an uncomfortable read but truth can do that sometimes. a worthy read ... :)

“Things do not change; we change.” - Thoreau

Posted 1 Year Ago


Mk.t.g

1 Year Ago

Thanks for leaving a review, Pete!
This is very real. There are times we feel alone even in the presence of others. But, you are truly not alone even though you may think otherwise. Great read.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Mk.t.g

1 Year Ago

Thanks for reading!
I know that feeling of being within a crowd of friends and yet feeling so alone. Completely disconnected, it can happen. You are waiting for that connectivity and it isn’t happening. You express your emotions so well here my friend. Well penned.

Chris

Posted 1 Year Ago


Mk.t.g

1 Year Ago

Thanks for leaving a review, Chris!
Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

You are welcome:)
it is tough when our friends are only there for the good times, but when the chips are down,
the party empties out ...and we are left cleaning up the mess of our lives, all by ourselves.
j.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Mk.t.g

1 Year Ago

Thanks for reading, Jacob! very relatable words you wrote here
You know, I know this feeling. Perhaps not for the same reasons but I do know it. Often I feel so alone while in the midst of a crowd. Often I wonder if anyone really understands me or even knows me. Does what I perceive of myself equal what they feel and see? I may never know the answer but...unlike what your poem states, I am always myself whether others like it or not. Bu, I do understand that feeling as well.

for something jotted down quickly you sure put a lot of emotion and feelings into this. Really nicely done.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Mk.t.g

1 Year Ago

Thanks for leaving a review!

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