Alone
Alone.
Silence fills the lonely particles that surround me.
The whispers of the wind fill the void of the fallow surroundings.
I call out to you, you push me away.
I stand here with my arms empty.
I call for the comforts of a friend.
But you are not there.
One of the only true friends that I desperately needed, is no longer wanting me.
But I pretend not to care; I put on my fake smile hoping that one day it will become real.
But the way things are now, my heart is shattered, my happiness destroyed.
You continue to be happy without me, as I am left in the dark to try and fend for myself.
The hurtful company of lonely voices call out to me, so I silently accept its sweet
embrace.
Copyright © Amanda Broomhall | Year Posted 2011
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