i felt her absence. it was like waking up one day with no teeth in your mouth. you wouldn't need to run to the mirror to know they were gone
James DashnerMots clés day loneliness alone sad run lonely need mouth up with to breakup you absence want your mirror waking it know teeth like miss forgive broken one gone i-love-you sorry in no the her was they i were felt separated wouldn-t
I don't know why I still feel this pit in my stomach whenever I get a moment to think. I know what the pit is, too; I feel lonely. But I'm not alone, I keep telling myself.
Pittacus LoreMots clés loneliness alone lonely
Only worse thing than being cold, and too tired to defend yourself, is to be cold and alone. And I wouldn't ever wish that on nobody.
Steven J. CarrollMots clés friendship loneliness alone togetherness middle-grade
I am poppies in the field
Red and cold
I am sleeping alone
and
I am light
I am light
I am light
Mots clés love sadness alone sad
As the crow flies. That’s how she liked to walk. So what if she had nowhere to go? So what if no one on earth knew or probably cared where she was or when she’d get home? That wasn’t the point. It didn’t mean she had to take the long way. She was starting a new school in the morning, and she meant to put as much distance between herself and tomorrow as she could. Walking fast didn’t stop the earth’s slow roll, but sometimes it felt like it could.
Francine PascalMots clés distance alone walking tomorrow aimless
I sit alone in a dead world. The wind blows hot and dry, and the dust gathers like particles of memory waiting to be swept away. I pray for forgetfulness, yet my memory remains strong, as does the outstretched arm of the oppressive air. It seems as if the wind has been there since the beginning of the nightmare. Sometimes loud and harsh, a thousand sharp needles scratching at my reddened skin. Sometimes a whisper, a curious sigh in the black of night, of words more frightening than pain. I know now the wind has been speaking to me. Only I couldn't understand because I was too scared. I am scared now as I write these words. Still, there is nothing else to do.
Christopher PikeMots clés fear world dead memory forgetfulness alone wind nightmare needles whispers
I wanted a metamorphosis, a change to fish, to leviathan, to destroyer. I wanted the earth to open up, to swallow everything in one engulfing yawn. I wanted to see the city buried fathoms deep in the bosom of the sea. I wanted to sit in a cave and read by candlelight. I wanted that eye extinguished so that I might have a chance to know my own body, my own desires. I wanted to be alone for a thousand years in order to reflect on what I had seen and heard - and in order to forget.
Henry MillerMots clés reflect alone desires forget yawn metamorphosis candlelight caves leviathan
I'm all alone,
fuming at myself,
waving a great flag
of failure.
Mots clés alone failure flag fuming
If you make friends with yourself, you'll never be alone.
Maxwell MaltzMots clés friendship friends solitude loneliness alone
Her expression almost never changed. Made it hard to tell what she was thinking. But also made her seem separate from the rest of the world. It was like she lived so deep in the ocean even light
couldn’t reach her. Like a fish that couldn’t see the dark lonely depths, because it was always dreaming about sunlight.
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