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Dying of Loneliness

I'm curled up so tight.

I need a hug this night.

I can't let go.

Afraid of what'll show.

Can't let people see the pain.

Can't watch the tears stain.

And when they ask why,

I have to tell them a lie.

Beacuse I don't know.

But the pain won't let go.

There's no pain needed now.

But there's something, somehow.

Somewhere, buried deep inside.

In my own heart, I can't confide.

My mind knows something sure,

But what, it won't tell my heart so pure.

My mind is hiding something from me, I don't know what.

I think it's still waiting for that knife to cut.

If that's the case, then it gets to while a while.

But until then, do I have to fake my smile?

Can't I just have arms to hold me?

Nice and strong, to console me?

Of course not. Why should I?

I don't deserve it, I need to realize.

I've done many things wrong.

So I need to be in pain, nice and long.

What I've done exactly, I don't know.

But my mind sure isn't going to let it go.

Neither will the rest of my body.

I just wish I could leave me.

Take my heart and go away.

Into a different body, a different day.

Start life over you see.

And maybe have a chance to be happy.

What did I do so wrong in this lifetime?

That everyone drops me at the drop of a dime?

That I'm left in the cold?

I turn everyone a way, I'm told.

But why wouldn't I?

When they would lie?

Tell me they're there for me.

But the moment I'm in too deep,

They leave me to dry.

And inside, everytime, I die.

They even ask me to talk to them.

To trust them.

And then I trust them with my soul.

And they turn away, they fold.

So now where do I go?

Who do I go to, do you know?

-Mandielynn 7.21.99

Email: mandielynn@angelfire.com