Damn and miserable
Alone and ignored
Sobbing, whimpering in the darkness
I, and I alone
gave warmth to myself.
I saw this short poem from a Lasallian publication. I regretfully wasn't able to get the author's name because I was in a hurry when I copied this.
I came across this a long time ago. It caught my attention and I kind of liked it because it was wonderfully written. It's a sad, lonely poem that speaks of a reality at some point of our lives. Don't you agree?
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