Alone

Silent. 

As the world passes by. 

I watch. 

Sullen and blank I try to forget everyone's' face. 

I thought I found my purpose. 

But such wonders did not last long. 

I noticed it wasn't real. 

All the people I felt were my friends, 

My company, and my home. 

They lied. 

They were never there for me. 

One amazing night followed by the horrible truth. 

But who cares? Do they? 

I think not. 

I fear it is just me. 

The only one that feels this way. 

The only one that cares far more than anyone else ever will. 

One in your own. 

You have no one else. 

Lost and confused nothing seems to matter. 

When I try it falls apart in my shaking hands. 

Crushed and destroyed. 

My dreams are falling apart. 

Weird. 

Gross. 

Disgusting. 

Different. 

Creepy. 

Strange. 

Psychopath. 

But it never changes. 

Even if I try. 

I want to go home. 

And cry in my wife's arms. 

Let her hold me tight and sure. 

For she is the only one who understands. 

And the only one who cares. 

She is my love. 

My sweet love. 

And I need her. 

So badly... 

I don't mean to cry... 

But she's the only one I want to be with tonight. 

I just need her... 

To hold me...