Alone,
surrounded by people,
I am empty.
My tired eyes see only
in the shadows of the past.
A past where I had purpose,
where I had faith,
where our love sustained me.
Now my heart beats alone,
beats so painfully that
I am afraid to speak.
Afraid that all that I am,
all that I ever have been
will be lost in a torrent
of misery and insainty.
This evil, unforgiving anguish
overwhelms everything.
My dreams are dying.
My soul is screaming.
My very life is being desolated
and all I can feel
is this terrible fear
of being.....
alone.