Loneliness

Loneliness

I feel so alone, so out of place.

How much longer

 must I keep this smile on my face?

Friends and family appear to be near.

Little do they know the many

things that I fear.

Wanting, needing, yet never

able to say a word.

Afraid of speaking and not

being heard.

Wishing for someone to wipe

the tears from my face.

Pleading with God,

for death’s cold embrace.

3/25/1984

(16 years old)

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