Alone
Lonely phone
No call, in vain
Am I going insane
Tears, over the dry
My mind is a fry
No more empathy
Feeling of apathy
Walking around the street
Everyone is on there feet
Staring, . . off into the distant
Where they rant
Again, Alone, and Scared
For when I’m finally faded
The gun in my hand
No interests in the band
Dreaming of my grave
Something I gave
My mind is crying
I feel like dying
Nothing goes my way
Everything I say
Means nothing to you
People ignore too
Nothing to lose
Nothing to choose
Im a zero
Never to be a hero
I’m too lost in my mind
I can’t find the will to find
My missing heart
This is where I part
Someone to see
To help me
Talk my way through
Everything that I do
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