35 and Alone

35 and alone. I never thought that statement would apply to me. Tears in my eyes each night as I will myself to sleep. Broken promises and shattered dreams line the corridors of my mind. Anger and betrayal fill the voids left in my heart. What do I do with all these pieces? How do I put them back together? Where do I start? All I've done to get me to where I am has been for nothing. Everything I built has been taken away. I've wasted so many years swallowing my pride just to end up being betrayed. Bitter? Yeah maybe just a bit. Scared of what the future holds? Yeah, that's the real ****.