Alone

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  • Confusion

    Alone

    Two minutes ago

    Smiling

    Happy

    Nothing bad to show

     

    Then you left,

    And I couldn’t have kept

    Up that guise

    For the whole night

     

    Alone

    Where no light shone

    And a little prone

    To cut the line of the phone

    And stop listening

    To that dial tone.

    Then I’m ALL alone.

     

    For now

    I’m that last leaf

    On the dying

    Tree

     

    That last drop

    Of the rainfall

    You thought

    Would never stop

     

    The last word

    Of the last breath

    Of the last person

    In this world

    Dear to you

     

    Have you thought

    That perhaps

    I was so attached

    Because I needed

    You?

     

    Perhaps

    I was so in need

    Because

    Nobody else but you

    Could see

    That there was something

    Wrong with me

     

    No,

    My sport couldn’t

    Help me

    My friends couldn’t

    Help me

    My family wouldn’t

    Help me

     

    So you were supposed

    To help me

    But you didn’t

    And you

    Left me

    And let me

    Be.

     

    So now I’m

    All alone

    And not a single

    Light shone

    Because you left me

    Prone

    To deal with

    The stupid dial tone.

     

    And now I’m mad

    Now I’m sad

    Now I’m filled with emotions

    That not even a word to describe

    And it certainly isn’t love.

     

    Desperate

    Furious

    Sad

     

    But how could anybody

    But a certain somebody

    Pull me away?

     

    They can’t

    And they shan’t

    Because

    That certain somebody

    Isn’t realizing

     That I need his body

    And everything

    That he is

    To help me.

     

    Heart

    Soul

    Mind

     

    Everything is needed.

    Everything I’ve bled

    From.

     

    Alone

     

    Selena

     

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