Alone I stood
Alone I lay on the wooden floor,
Alone I cried in the darkness,
Alone I may not survive, alone and I never seek out for help,
Alone I continued to be in the hollow room on the freezing floor.
Alone I listen to the whisperers of the wind against the trees outside.
Alone I try to fight my fears,
Alone I prayed for some sunshine in my life
Alone I bawl out my sadness
Alone I say out my fears
Alone in my weakness.
Alone in bad health
Alone I tried to understand
Alone I try not to be alone
Alone in this hell
Alone in my school and home I use to have.
Alone with depression
Alone with a silent room
Alone with disturbing thoughts
Alone feeling like I should do them
Alone it feels I would die.
Alone trying to figure out why I choose this path
Alone not thinking straight
Alone in my head with no one to think of but me
Alone in the pits of hell
ALONE I STAND FACE TO FACE WITH DEATH.
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