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Cure For Alone

Cure the Alone It’s been so long since I haven’t been on my own, I used to be sitting the warmth of someone or by the phone, Now I sit in cold darkness, with nothing but a burning cigarette. I used to sit around with my friends, Now that’s come to an end. Isn’t anyone left to call, I lost myself somewhere, forgotten it all. I’ve become something I fear, close to a wreck. No caller id or Facebook to check. I’ve been told I’m too much of a free spirit, Is that something that’s good or bad? I think I’ve fall and I long to get out of this pit, I have no anger left, I don’t even get sad. I know what’s happened to me, but what’s left is a clone, It’s because I have been alone, for far too long. I searched for some for a long time, Someone who would understand and thought it would be fine, Now I’m too far lost to look anymore, There’s nothing left now, I’m empty to the core. I look in the mirror and see someone who lost caring, Maybe it’s time I quit staring. I want someone to find me, and make everything okay. Someone who beside me they will stay. I’ve been told I’m to much of a free spirit, Is that something that’s good or bad, Think I’ve fallen and I long to get out of this pit, I have no anger left, I don’t even get sad. I know what’s happened to me, but what’s left is a drone. It’s because, I’ve been alone, for far too long. Love is a word of falseness and lies, Or maybe it’s been too long since I’ve cried I have some bad habits, and a worse attitude, Maybe it’s time I let go of these things and exclude, Time to pick me up, continue where I left off. Now my smoke is gone, and I’m beginning to cough. I should get hope back, find someone out there for me. That’s all there is for me to see… Then I will be fine, fine. Pick me up please, carry me away, This place is not okay, I have regained my heart, I need a place to start, I need to love again. I need another chance. A brand new life, With a brand new stance… So that I won’t be alone. I’ve been told I’m too much of a free spirit, Is that something good or bad? Think I’ve fallen and I long to get out of this pit. I have no anger left, I don’t even get sad. I know what’s happened to me, but what’s left is a clone, It’s because I’ve been alone, for far to long. Far too long. Be there for me, Help me see, Help me love, Believe in me, Find a place above… this. A place out of the dark, Where I can leave this mark, That has left me scarred, I can’t do it on my own, Please help me, cure the alone.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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