Alone
So many friends and family
Yet I’m so lonely and alone
No one to reach out and talk to
All by myself left to condone
How did I let this happen again?
Why didn’t I see it from a mile away?
How could I allow the trap to be set?
Knowing my past and foolish ways
I guess what he said is the truth
And I am completely truly insane
Just look at the foolish choices I’ve made
I just can’t help not to refrain
I’m attracted to conflict and sickly to pain
When will the violence stop; how will I end the disdain
Measly all I ask for is one complete day
Just one day where my life is not in disarray
I sugarcoat my troubles and most of all my despair
Dwelling in my own misery; not willing or able to share
So here I sit in solitude trying to work my troubles out
Conversing with my thought process; always a second doubt
It’s hard to get good advice from an unstable mind
Not knowing if I’m right or wrong; fearful of what I’ll find
How can I maintain this relationship when only one will communicate?
Finding it harder not to take the easy way out;
Although the thought is becoming one of my traits
I don’t feel I’m evil, though maybe I’ve been wrong all along
I do want to be normal, but I first need to become strong
So here I sit in solitude with this pen and paper in hand
They’ve now become my new best-friend and always understand
Copyright © Stacy Stiles | Year Posted 2007
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