Alone...
Alone...
Is this what alone feels like?
Like empty shadows of the night,
squeezing your lungs so tight you cannot breath?
Like the cold dead hands of a saint caught in sin,
whose soul is lost, stuck between heaven and hell?
It's like a dirty cloud that encircles me,
and even though I'm surrounded by loving people,
it blocks them off from touching me.
They don't see the longing,
They can't see through the shrouding cloud.
Alone...
Will I ever be found?
Am I trapped in this forest of emptiness forever,
Where nothing is nothing but everything you'll ever have?
Will I be haunted anytime I see
a small wisp of a smile on a small child?
Oh, the bitterness that grows
Knowing I once smiled like that...
What happened?
What wrong turn did I take?
What went sour?
Alone...
Is this what alone feels like?
Like constant tears wanting to burst,
only to fall on the inside,
Flooding my heart and stopping the beat?
Like an abandoned baby left in the freezing snow,
not wanted by its mother,
Screaming to no avail,
It's pleas falling on mute ears,
as it slowly fades away to death.
Alone...
Yes, I think that is what alone feels like.
If only alone could encompass my emotions,
No, it's worse then mere loneliness,
because when you are alone you at least have yourself.
How can I have myself if I don't know who I am?
Or where I am at?
I think alone is a much better feeling
Than what I feel.
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Is this what alone feels like?
Like empty shadows of the night,
squeezing your lungs so tight you cannot breath?
Like the cold dead hands of a saint caught in sin,
whose soul is lost, stuck between heaven and hell?
It's like a dirty cloud that encircles me,
and even though I'm surrounded by loving people,
it blocks them off from touching me.
They don't see the longing,
They can't see through the shrouding cloud.
Alone...
Will I ever be found?
Am I trapped in this forest of emptiness forever,
Where nothing is nothing but everything you'll ever have?
Will I be haunted anytime I see
a small wisp of a smile on a small child?
Oh, the bitterness that grows
Knowing I once smiled like that...
What happened?
What wrong turn did I take?
What went sour?
Alone...
Is this what alone feels like?
Like constant tears wanting to burst,
only to fall on the inside,
Flooding my heart and stopping the beat?
Like an abandoned baby left in the freezing snow,
not wanted by its mother,
Screaming to no avail,
It's pleas falling on mute ears,
as it slowly fades away to death.
Alone...
Yes, I think that is what alone feels like.
If only alone could encompass my emotions,
No, it's worse then mere loneliness,
because when you are alone you at least have yourself.
How can I have myself if I don't know who I am?
Or where I am at?
I think alone is a much better feeling
Than what I feel.
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