It’s great when you think you have friends And then when something happens.. None of them are there
No condolences.. No questions why..
Not even hey how are you.. Did someone in your family die?
This is what keeps me closed off from people
This is what keeps me away
When you ask for a moment of someone’s time
They run the other freaking way
Well I guess I’m better off as I was..
Before I was fooled into thinking I wasn’t alone..
If I can’t rely on anyone else.. At least my heart is safe on my own
This poem is really hitting me hard. Thank you for sharing!
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Your welcome – hope your ok
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Oh I am okay. My Grandpa is having surgery, so this was kind of my prayer for him. 😊thank you.
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A beautiful poem. Captures what I’ve thought, asking for help shunned, left alone, in isolation. At least for me, in the worst place; the isolation of your own mind.
Met some friends who have been there for me, one, has been there, nearly everyday we’ve been meeting for the last 3 weeks.
The thing I would say, true friends are rare but can be found. The friend who’s helped me says the same about our group.
We even have an event we call “helpsgiving” where we hang out and celebrate always being there as a support group for each other. 🙂
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I have one friend too who I reached out to today . I agree completely
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I hear you! I’ve just written on exactly the same theme, in the end there’s only us so best be happy with who we are.
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True that new friend 😊❤️
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Being in a crowd or among people who are pretending can make one feel lonelier. Nicely written.
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Thank you❤️
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❤️
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“At least my heart is safe on my own.” Great!!
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Thank you ❤️
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Well said, hope you are ok.
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I’m always ok😉 but thank you friend ❤️
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Glad to hear that
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❤️
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