Original Poem


If loneliness is a sickness
then i am ILL.

If a person can die from it
then i am pleading with the reaper.

I am surrounded by people
but i feel so locked up.

I cant stopping crying
and often wonder why.

If loneliness is a sickness
then this is a plea for help.

Somebody call the doctor
my soul is getting ready to melt.

It hurts to be lonely
It hurts to be ILL.


  1. :( That is a very powerful poem. Don't be ill. You are loved.


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