Alone
Its dark, wet and cold.
With friends I can pretend to be bold.
I'm alone, there is no one else here.
I'm alone with my biggest fear.
I cry.
I die.
I'm still alone, I'm still crying,
And all my emotions are dying.
Copyright © Louise Reilly | Year Posted 2007
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