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.
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