On nights like this,
I wish i wasn't a loner.
With my thought never at ease,
I wish i could be happier.
Companionship's all i crave,
Pinning for a friendly ear.
To all, i am the strange one
At the end they leave
Without a backward glance,
As if they were never here to begin with.
YOU ARE READING
Random poems
PoetrySometimes, the only way we can truly express ourselves is by penning our emotions. When we need to be heard, but no one seems to listen. The only option is to write in hope that someday, someone truly worthy will listen and understand.
