No One To Turn To

Haven't you ever been alone?

Haven't you ever felt as though

everything was a lost cause?

Today is that day,

a day of darkness that clouds,

shadows every hope,

every chance at happiness.

All smiles are but a memory,

all laughter is gone for good.

Never again to be joyed,

never again TO be proud.

A lost feeling overcomes me,

and I long to feel safe.

TO sleep in an embrace

of comfort and caring warmth.

TO feel as though someone cares,

in a world of selfish hate.

TO not be alone

and TO have a hope

for this dreary world

in which I dwell my short days

few amongst other's many.

Cutting a day short,

sharply with a knife

of a red bitter end.