| Alone Alone. I'm always alone. Empty. I'm missing that one piece to the puzzle. I'm alone. "I'm with you always" I know you mean well, but what about those moments. You know the ones. Where I'm sitting on my bed in the candlelight, rocking back and forth with the tears pouring down my cheeks. Hiding the knife within my pile of stuffed animals. Where are you then? When I need you to hold me and say it's gonna be alright. When I need you to tell me that I'm really not alone. You're not there. And I'm alone. Rocking. Weeping. The emptyness of my heart. The air within my room filled with melodies - broken with my sobs. Each candle burns itself out, I'm enshrouded in darkness. Where are you? I need you!!!! Where are you? I'm alone with my knife. I need you. I'm alone. |