Sitting here in pools of tears,
Inexplicably feeling the weight, sad,
Facing others pain, my fears,
I shouldn't be talking to people, my bad.
I should stay alone, there is no harm
In that option, yet solitude would be mine,
I'd play then endlessly in her open arms
Offering me more of that dreaded time....
Oh I am angry beyond my capacity,
I needed release I needed an end,
Drama I do not need but stability,
All I need to hold me up is a friend....
But it is too late now,
No matter how many reach me,
It is there, swollen, shallow
And still my mind aches, I wish I was empty.
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