Loneliness

The loneliness is like a shroud of darkness,
Covering me like the blackness of the night
Only the light of my friends can keep me
From falling in to the void

The light isn't always enough
Something else is needed
A companion, to share my days
And help me through the nights

I once had this companion
And my darkness turned to light
But then something happened
And my companion was gone

Into the darkness I went
To find the light once more
Only to be crushed and hurt
Left with something missing inside

Now I am all alone
With no one by my side
The dim light fading
Getting harder to see

I distance myself from my friends
Afraid to be hurt once more
A barrier to my feelings goes up
And the light is gone

Now alone in the darkness
With no one around
Never hurt again
But never quite there

Always in the darkness
Hoping for someone to come
To understand my darkness
And guide me into the light.

But no one is there
To make me feel alright
And when I need it the most
To hold close the light

There will always be those times,
When I remember holding you in my arms
Watching the sun set in the distance
And cherishing every moment I spent with you

Even though our time has past
The memories will always be there
To remind us
That love is unfair

It brought us together
But also kept us apart
Hoping for the future
To never separate us

Unfortunately time goes on
And we realized, it was not our time
At least for now, although the is love always there
We drifted apart

I hope for the future to bring us back
The happiness we once felt
When we laid there in each other’s arms
And let the time slip quietly by

But the future brings changes,
Those changes could be good or bad
We will have to wait and see
Which one will come to be

I will always be here
Dreaming of the past
Knowing what once was found
Is now lost with only a hope to be recovered

I hope you don’t forget me
And the love we once shared
I will always have the love
And there is no question there

This love will never stop
And if you ever need me
I will be here, dreaming of the past
And hoping for the future.

well, I think they are poems that express perfectly what you want to express, concrete, direct to the point. I'd like to feel you feel them some more, but who I am to judge your art?. Keep on writing, make me read.
and welcome!

Here is another.

The fire
In it’s brilliance
And it’s beauty
I excelled

Now it’s gone
No more bright flame
Or dance of beauty
For this poor soul

I blew it out
Without thinking
That I could ever
Be so cold

It’s dark now
Without the flame
To light the way
Down the path of life

I’m lost now
I can’t find the path
I’ve lost my light
Forever more

Here’s some advice
For those with a light
Think before you do anything
That might not seem so bright.

The things that have happened
All things of the past
Are stuck in the past
And are lost in memory

I am afraid though,
That I had found you too early
And now that we are apart
You will forget about me

But it is too late for even that
For you have already started to forget
The things that we shared
And now the feelings fade from you

I feel, that holding these feelings for you inside of me
Makes you dislike me more each time
For telling you I love you
For not letting them die

I know it will never be
As is was before
I have accepted this
But that doesn’t stop me from wanting more

There was one promise
That I made to you
And I will always stand true
In that I will always keep love you

It all seems so familiar
But I don’t know where I am
Lost in this familiar place
That I once knew so well

I look around trying to listen
But hearing no sound
Trying to see something
But all there is, is darkness

I take a step
And fall right through
This vast darkness
That is so familiar

Thoughts fly by
And I recognize this dark,
It’s my mind
That I’ve hidden in for so long

My thoughts are all I know
Thoughts of the past and present
And the mistakes I made
So long ago

Every one of them hurts
No matter how old
Torturing me in my darkness
For all time

Similes are good, but metaphor is better. Forget 'like'. Loneliness is a shroud of darkness,

Avoid the passive voice, it makes your words stronger.
"Covers me, the blackness of night"

Spare language is good as well. The more you can do with the less extraneous words, the better.

"But then something happened"? Yeah? What? Tell the reader. If you can boil it down to the core of what actually happened, do so. The poem is supposed to say something. What? I, as a reader, won't know if you don't come out and say it.

You've got a good ability to hold to form, and control the flow of the poem. The piece itself feels lacking of substance though...not enough meat.