Friendless

Friendless
For the first time
I really don't think anyone is left
I feel so alone
As I sit in my cold hell
With no one to turn to
Life is pointless
There is no one to talk to
I only have myself
And my pen and paper for company
They have comforted me through
Some of the hardest times
And times when no one
Could save me from myself
But it's just so hard to know
I don't have any friends left
They all moved on when I met him
I tried so hard to keep them
But sometimes I just cant
The reality is I could lose him
Anyday now and with that
I'll have nothing
I'll be nothing
Friendless again
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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November 19, 2011 at 8:02 PM
I feel this way a lot, so I can really relate.
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