Tag: loneliness
member name: Cheryl W.
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December 02, 2006 09:22 PM EST --
People rush by me,
and I get lost in the maze;
Even surrounded
I feel so alone;
Longing for a connection,
longing for a touch,
longing for the one
who resides in my heart.
I walk alone . . .
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September 20, 2006 12:01 AM EDT --
The night is long without you
and the space beside me is cold;
I hug your pillow close
and long for the warmth,
but nothing warms quite like you;
I toss and turn;
I miss your body
snuggling up behind . . .
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March 25, 2007 03:08 PM EDT --
Voice in the night calling,
lonely heart falling;
Easily entrapped
by words so sweet;
Captured by a kiss,
a heart's defeat;
Long and cumbersome
is the daylight;
Long and lingering
. . .
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October 25, 2008 06:36 PM EDT --
We sit across from one another
like hundreds of times before,
you with your fried chicken and salad,
me with my heart on my sleeve.
I'm not paying any attention to the . . .
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August 17, 2006 06:51 AM EDT --
We sit here, across from one another
like hundreds of times before,
you with your fried chicken and salad,
me with my heart on my sleeve.
I'm not paying any attention to the food,
because . . .
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September 12, 2006 10:30 PM EDT --
(This poem was inspired by a painting I have of a little girl sitting on a pier staring out at the ocean. In the portrait, all you can see is her back. The painting is by Adoph Sehring. . . .
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October 11, 2006 02:04 PM EDT --
Like a whisper, you beckon to me,
but my heart is weary,
and my resolve is shattered;
You gather me unto you
like a bouquet of flower buds
so afraid to bloom;
To reach into my depths
requires . . .
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October 28, 2006 10:05 AM EDT --
He sits on the worn sofa, beer in hand,
watching the light from the TV flicker,
face blank and emotionless;
She sits in the other room,
flipping through Redbook magazine,
reading about the . . .
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October 28, 2006 02:08 PM EDT --
I close my eyes,
for I don't want to be here,
in this place,
receiving from you
what I do not want to receive;
I pretend
and go through the motions
for about the thousandth time,
wishing . . .
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March 29, 2009 07:01 PM EDT --
I have kicked and scratched my way to get here...
to this nothing place.
The debt is high,
but all I have to show for it are tears
sprinkled like fertilizer over barren ground. . . .
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April 01, 2009 10:49 PM EDT --
I wish I had the to uch to heal you,
the words to undo your pain...
but they are locked deep inside
a dark crevice, unreachable.
I've tried!
I've screamed and . . .
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September 27, 2007 10:27 AM EDT --
Your arms have surrounded me
for so long,
now that they are gone,
I feel a shiver;
Lonely is a cold place to be.
I knew it was time
to say goodbye,
but that doesn't mean
it . . .
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December 06, 2008 02:39 PM EST --
Here we sit in deafening silence.
We pretend its easy... this sitting
and staring as we both pretend to read something,
our eyes never moving past the first sentence...
this pretending to . . .
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May 23, 2009 11:37 PM EDT --
Sometimes I get lonely.
Not an easy thing to admit.
It speaks of a lack on my part.
If I'm lonely,
that must mean nobody
wants to be around me.
If I'm lonely,
that must mean
I don't even . . .
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October 15, 2006 11:33 PM EDT --
Virtuous woman;
I always wanted to be one,
the kind of woman who
always does the right thing,
never gives into temptation
despite her pain;
But I've never been
who I set out to be;
I've . . .
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January 09, 2007 07:21 PM EST --
Two booths over they sat,
young and in love,
looking so much like we used to look
so many years ago;
They laughed and joked
and talked, looking into
each other's eyes, listening
to one another; . . .
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April 27, 2007 01:08 PM EDT --
(This is dedicated to everyone who is waiting for a loved one to return home from the war.)
The distance seems so far this night,
I wonder where you are;
I wonder if you're missing . . .
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May 09, 2007 09:06 AM EDT --
I walk alone under dim streetlights,
and dance to neon signs along the way,
hoping for a passing car
to slow down,
for someone to look my way.
"It's all in the eyes," Mama used . . .
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November 10, 2008 11:04 PM EST --
Tonight is lonely,
and my heart begs for more.
When busy,
the ache is hardly recognizable,
but on evenings such as this,
when the moon is high,
and the wind chills to the bone,
how nice . . .
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April 01, 2009 07:43 PM EDT --
She opens herself
to this and that,
every whim,
every kink,
every man
who gives a wink,
a smile,
pretends to care;
She bends
and kneels . . .
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