My Thoughts

My thoughts, aren't worth anything anymore, I'm asleep, thank god, maybe I will be left alone, My Thoughts, I dare not share, too much to bear, I'm standing up, my feet are too weak, down I go.. My thoughts, my actions, are invisible to others, Their all too busy, errands to run, the weather, oh my, No calls, no visits, just an empty house, the only noise I hear is the cold winter wind, hollowing, it too is crying out to someone, everyone shuts their doors.. My thoughts, my feelings, are locked deep inside, only my eyes are to see, please let them be, You are too busy, I understand, for when I'm seeing the real you, I will see what the truth is, will you come and hold me until the pain subsides? I'm just another writer, trapped inside my truth, sometimes when we used to touch, sometimes the pain is too much.