“From Nowhere to Nowhere”
The Girl the World Didn’t Hear Poems written by Vicki 1967

I wrote this poem when I was 17 years old. It reflects the emotions, confusion, and intensity of that time in my life. I’m sharing it now as it was originally written, the voice of a young girl trying to understand herself and the world around her.
I wrote this poem when I was 17. It was 1967, At the time, I was pregnant and had to give up my baby for adoption. My mother was angry, and I felt the weight of judgment everywhere or at least it felt that way to me. Life was confusing and intense in the late 1960s, and this poem reflects the emotions of that moment in my life.
“From Nowhere to Nowhere”
The Girl the World Didn’t Hear
Poems written by Vicki 1967
I sit here in a lonely place
With a cloud to cover my face
The stars have gone far away
No more will I see the light of day
The rains, lightning struck fast
Who could tell what will last
What will I do today
No, I cannot say
I sit here alone and afraid
For loneliness has pulled the shade
What is there in life for me
Each night, each day, I wonder what will it be
This place is growing dark
Someone please light a spark
No, too late, who cares for me
Oh why, why does it have to be
The rains still fall down, down, down
Nothing can I hear but their sound
My face is blind and cannot see
Only there is nothing left for me
The clouds came again today
It just can’t seem to stay away
Someone please answer my call
For in the darkness, I fall
No one hears, no one cares
No one listens, no one shares
Here I sit alone in empty space
With an empty look upon my face
He came to me from nowhere
Oh, how much I found in his arms
Oh, how much I did care
Too late as in the past
I still care for his love
Clouds have come again at last
He came from nowhere in the day
He left here in the night
He left me here with dreams fading away
Hope he finds a love someday
Wish the best to him and her
May they be happy in every way
He came to me from nowhere
He left me here in nowhere
Oh God, how much I care

About the Creator
Vicki Lawana Trusselli
I am 76 year old California mythic storyteller blending lived truth, technology, and sovereign survival into multimedia art.
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