Alone,
What I am,
What I shall always be,
Fragile as ashes,
And crushed into nothingness again.
In silence I cried for you,
Waiting helplessly,
But yet again I was forsaken.
I look into a broken mirror,
My only companion staring back,
All I am,
All that is nothing.
I sit and wait,
Hoping that perhaps my fate will change,
Yet the longer I wait,
The more I realize the truth,
What I am now,
And shall always be,
Alone.
(Note: Not my best, but that's how I felt at the time.)