Alone or in a crowd of friends we must be happy with ourselves.

My mind fails me a little each day,

but my heart still pumps all the way.

Feelings get hurt,

kicked in the dirt.

Where are the friends

who comforts and mends?

Were they truly a friend?

I just can’t comprehend.

Alone is how I feel.

I sometimes can’t conceal.

I must now depend on me,

as this is how it should be.

I will be happy with just me.

My mind and heart do agree.

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  • alvinwriter on Dec 2, 2010

    Ah, life.

  • T. S. Lewis on Dec 2, 2010

    Keep ya head up

  • Sexyhood03 on Dec 2, 2010

    nice work

  • jimbob1 on Dec 3, 2010

    DB…very fortunate is the person who is happy and content with their own company…I’m not that fortunate…I can stand my own company, but not for long…fortunate too are you if, as you indicate, your mind and heart are in agreement…I’m happy for you…I also voted that I liked this poem…nice job, as usual…thanks and take care

  • aawwest on Dec 5, 2010

    Hi Dame.

    Sorry it’s been a while. I din’t mean to leave you. Just got distracted and my life got re-routed. Drop me a line.

    :) xx

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