Alone
Written 7/17/99
I told her how I felt in my heart,
and she told me, she wanted us to stay apart.
It wouldn't work out she said,
and now, I wish I was dead.
I feel so alone, there is only one cure,
but that I can't have, because it's her.
I can feel the darkness again, enveloping my soul,
I've lost my grip, and I'm tumbling back down, into my black hole.
I thought, I was gonna make it out,
but here I am falling, and no one can hear me shout.
As I fall, I wonder why,
why did I tell her, now all I can do it cry.
And cry I will, what else is there,
I know for me, no one has care.
So I lay her wondering why,
why do I have to be alone, when I die.