Actions of A Hate Kind
“All Alone”
February 2, 2000
I sit in my room all alone
Wondering what the outside world is like
No one knows how much I hurt inside
All the pain I have to fight.
A feeling I can’t escape
No where to run, no where to hide
No one to help me find my place
I’m all by myself with nothing to find.
Darkness has finally taken over my body
I have no control over it
It does things I don’t want it to
I’m all by myself, all alone, in my room.
This is my very first poem that I ever wrote. It just came to me and I wrote it down. This is when I feel in love with writing. It let me get my feelings out, I felt free.
