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The Game

Is there no one out there? Anyone that may be able to help I don’t suppose so because All out there care for themselves I open up to all there is To all that show they care But it is to no avail Because I still remain alone People play with me because They think it’s funny Now I have become black With despise and hate All I wanted was someone to love me Someone to say can I help you Until one shows me they care There will be hell to pay Since I am the heart Try to cross me if you dare I control life because I am the most essential part

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Jen H.

Date: 1/1/2009 3:31:00 PM

This is all I've been feeling lately, but you have to know you are not alone in the world and good people maybe harder to find but when they are found they are worth more then you can imaging. There are friendships waiting to be made, but some people just don't know how to, and are left in a corner feeling alone, like in your poem. I share your pain and applaud this write, that describes myself so beautifully. But remember the world can hold good if you just look in the right place! ~Jenny~

Marnie Memis

Date: 12/27/2008 3:49:00 PM

I agree with sharon the world is a cruel cruel place, great poem. i hope you have a happy new year steve. thankyou for your comment on my poetry

Sharon Winter

Date: 11/16/2008 7:16:00 AM

Thanks for your comment Steve. This is an excellent write which makes me want to say, welcome to the real cruel world. Wishing you love and lighter and brighter days. Your strength and self love shines through in your last verse. Good for you! Warmest wishes and good luck. Love, Shar

Keith Bickerstaffe

Date: 11/13/2008 4:06:00 PM

'...I have become black,' ...powerful phrasing. As long as you are true to yourself no one can harm you... Well done Steve! Keith

Mohammad Yamin

Date: 11/12/2008 5:22:00 PM

Wow!!! An enchanting write -beautiful imagery. The poem shifts from Anguish in the last stanza and concludes superbly. Thanks for your truly inspiring comments on my poem On Receiving a Rose. -Mohammad

Deneen White

Date: 11/12/2008 2:27:00 PM

hi Steve, this poem is full of passion and pain, believe me I have been where you are now, wondering why, I end up hurt and alone, but don't make someone else pay for what others have done, just stop looking for love and let it find you, great write and thanks for your comments, on walk on by, take care D-nyce

Michael Torres

Date: 11/12/2008 9:51:00 AM

Steve thanks for your comments. Nice poem the heart is all you said it is. Very touching God bless you my friend.

Michael Jordan

Date: 8/6/2008 5:55:00 PM

The last stanza really brought this poem to a very ingenious end - Great job - God Bless