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.
