Forlorn

Afraid and alone

Two dreadful feelings

I’m scared, where is everyone?

Did they leave?

Where did they go?

Why am I not with them?

So many questions,

Yet no answers.

 

Mother, Father, my brothers, my sister, my friends

Did they disappear too?

I feel so lost

No one is telling me where they are

My world is off-balanced

I’ve never felt so scared, so ignored and so shutout.

 

Do I have to face my problems

With these cold, dreadful feelings

Slowly pushing me down

Making me feel like a coward

And, that they left for reasons

Reasons that I’m not aware of

 

I just know

That they’re gone

That I’m left stranded

And pushed away from the rest of the world

Metaphor Poem

I am the sky.

Deep, blue and gives winds that sigh.

 Welcoming the world with bright colored arms.

I am the sky.

Deep, blue and gives winds that sigh.

I give gentle breezes and soft winds that whisper, when I am happy.

I give harsh breezes and loud winds that howl in misery when I am sad.

I am the sky.

I can be gentle as the sunset.

Or, miserable as a cloudy sky.