I Stand Alone

Decode me this, The passion was awakened with a kiss, A sublime heaven and a way out of the mist, My thoughts finally in a state of bliss. Yet I’m still not quite at a state of full peace, I must first still wrangle this torturous beast, Once I have defeated it we can all have a huge feast, For only then can my thoughts be fully released. The torturous beast is made up of my anxiety, people, depression, and even fear, I don’t see what others do when I look in the mirror, All I see is that I’m physically here, And also a girl who is anxiously near, Anxiously near the edge knowing that no one will hear. The one person that I thought would and could clearly hear me has proved me wrong, Coincidentally his true colors were revealed though they had been hidden for so long, Now once again I stand and feel alone, But as I’ve mentioned before, I’m learning to sing along to my own song.