There’s no love left in meThere’s nothing inside of meI can’t find a true homeAnd that’s why I am aloneThere’s no love left in meI don’t know what’s now in meI think I don’t belongI know I can get alongAll is dark now in meI am blind but I can seeI realize something’s wrongI don’t know what I’ve becomeI don’t know what to beAnd I don’t know what to seeNow I know, I am noneI feel bad when I go homeI don’t know what’s in meBut I know it is like thisI am sad in my homeI am sad when I’m aloneI’m not bad, I’m not meI don’t know what I can beI will die in my homeI don’t know where I belongNow something’s burning meI feel darkness over meRight now I am aloneNow I know, I am my homeHate’s all I have in meAnd right now, I cannot seeAll my life is like some…Some kind of hell where I belongI don’t know where I amBut I know I cannot findAny place to call homeI will die sad and aloneI can kill my own selfI don’t know if that’s the wayI know I’m not happyI hope I’ll find that in meAll I feel now is hateWhat I feel comes down my faceRight now I am not meWhat I know, It’ll come to meIn my mind all is blackI know I don’t want it whiteNow I think, it’s the endSo I’ll go down and hang myself
Poetry: Loneliness
March 30th, 2001 | poetic
