Alone
You have no friends, you have
no one who loves you in return.
No one to heal pain or for the
touch in which you yearn.
Everyone comes and goes it is
the common thing.
You try and try, but you don't
mean anything.
All they do is suck you dry
Till you can't move, can't eat,
can't even cry.
We put ourselves in these
positions, but answer me this,
why?
Why be around anyone when
they only cause a will to die?
Copyright © Rachele Taylor | Year Posted 2013
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