I feel the warmth of strangers voices but I know I am alone.  

 

In a semi coma a darkness pulls me under, to a sea of thought. 

 

I wonder why can't I fell each snow flake land on my skin. 

 

People reach out to me but their voices blends in with the ring of silence. 

 

I had one love in my life and now it's gone, it can't be reached. 

 

I lost my last ticket to happiness. 

 

The definition of broken is something that can be fixed, which I can not.  

 

I guess that's why I was alone to begin with.  

 

I let one small joy consume me and now I have something to lose. 

 

Somehow the world decided to teach me a lesson. 

 

I've learned from my mistake, it's time to let go and be alone.