• I am alone.
    Stood tall against the wind.
    Deep breathing.
    All my defenses thinned.

    My tears are whipping back.
    Streaking my face.
    I can't help but feel.
    As I am stung with natures cold embrace.

    I am alone.
    And that's not okay .
    I am left .
    By people with nothing to say.

    I can't help but tumble.
    Stutter a small whine.
    Then burst out in screams.
    Cursing lifes define.

    How come I am alone.
    That I have to be hurt.
    To be so struck.
    When I am the most alert.

    I am lied to.
    I am pushed around.
    Given up on.
    Then never found.

    I want to find some common ground.
    But in truth , there is none.
    We are very different.
    You are the moon.
    I am the sun.