I can’t handle being alone .
This empty house that waits for me
Im so scared when I open the door
The cold the stillness the isolation is raw.
I can’t see a way out soon, as I reach the twilight of my moon
It is hard to take my time to find to me someone I love, my destiny.
This desolate existence is to some a way of life
But to me it’s just a reason to slit my wrists , with a knife
This cruel world awaits my fate
Nobody cares , that I cannot date
Depression thickens it’s like a cloud
It blackens the walls it sings aloud
What is the destiny of my soul I need another to make me whole
But darker still is the time of day
As I reach out for another to complete my days.
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