Alone
having been alone, I've learned to take it well
I hold it in me and let it fester into an overwhelming hell
it draws me in and sucks emotion from veins left unseen
I can't be saved when for so long alone is where I've been
I cry inside and it never shows on the outer mask I wear
I want to yell and tell someone but nobody is ever there
my mind is one that needs to be free and not locked up in a cage
but solitude holds me bound forever to my silent rage
pressure builds in my tired heart and it might be ready to blow
I need someone to listen but I dunno where I can go
it draws me in and sucks me dry from vessels left to shrink
I can't be saved because now that's the way I think
1 comment:
Whats with the poo?
XD One shouldn't have to know the feeling of being alone. Its painful.
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