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Alone

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Please note I'm not a very good writer... I haven't actually writen anything before... let alone published it to the internet... I just felt Like I wanted to post this :/ I also appologise in advance for spelling and grammar mistakes, and would appreciate it if you didn't critisise them ._.


At first it's just a small tug on your heart. Unnoticeable. Easy to ingore.
It will begin to aggitate you, build up. Like pent up emotions crammed into a tiny jar.
You will ache. You begin to feel tired. Unhappy. Stressed.
Everyone is in the way.
You snap at thoose around you. Pushing them away, not letting them help.
You heart begins to feel colder and colder as the days go by.
Family and friends are unneeded and unwanted in your eyes. For at least that's what you think.
People begin to ignore you. Like your just part of the background. Blending in.
You are alone.
The pent up emotions seem to dissapear. Like they were never there in the first place.
Your eyes are dull. Lifeless. Cold.
You see the world go by. Day by day.
Yet nothing seems to effect you.
You act indifferent.
Yet inside you begin to feel unwanted.
You try to befriend those you once pushed away.
They don't listen.
You are alone.
At night chills run up your spine.
No one to comfort you.
The walls feel like they're closing in.
Your heart clenches. filled with pain.
Pain that is begginging to become unbearable.
Pain that you wish would just go away.
Your alone.
Alone.
No one cares.
You want them to.
Nightmares replace the dreams you once had.
Reality seems to fade away.
You wish you could just fade away too.
Your alone.
So yeah.... I can't write but I found this in an old sketch book from a few years ago.
I editted it and changed it around a bit.

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Nilaues's avatar
This is exactly how I felt when my little brother died (he was 11 at that time, I was 14).. Thanks Rin, you've written down how I felt at that time, and it has made it easier for me to talk about it (somehow).
And don't say you can't write. 'Cuz it's not true. It's amazing :heart: It's one of those few poems that actually touched me (and that says something, since that doesn't happen too often..)