• Alone and Blue

    by  • July 17, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Depression • 0 Comments

    I wish I could say someone gets me.
    That I don’t feel alone.
    That I feel normal.
    That I’m not scared of everything…
    of dying, of hallucinating, of hurting.
    But sometimes, when I’m here, in this place, in a small hometown,
    I wish I was anywhere but here,
    With no one I know,
    With no responsibilites,
    No pain,
    No problems,
    No fear.

    I know people love me,
    but I feel alone
    at night,
    in the morning,
    in my apartment,
    in a room full of friends,
    in a room with my family,

    i’m sick of hurting,
    i’m sick of feeling,
    it’s funny, but all i want,
    is to be on an island, alone for the next YEAR,
    just a stock full of beverages,
    and food,
    and NO ONE.
    Well maybe my boyfriend could come,

    but right now i need,
    is to be alone,
    but aren’t i always anyway?

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