• Here I am
    All alone.
    Its so quiet
    On my own.
    Just me, myself, my thoughts.
    No one else on this road.
    The silence is deadly.
    The quiet can drive one insane.
    When all you have to talk to.
    Is yourself
    Because everyone else.
    Had better things to do.
    Then talk to me.
    And listen to the pain.
    Coursing through my veins
    My memories.
    The hurt the pain confusion
    Things that cannot be changed.
    When all you have to talk to is the silence.
    That cannot refrain.
    From pointing out the obvious.
    That your alone.
    All alone and no one near.
    And no one cares to hear.
    The cries of a lonely girl.
    Forgotten in her world of tears.