Not Alone

You say I'm not alone but My tears pool And drop to the floor None next to me to hear My sobs None next to me to soothe My pain racked body The blood drips To splat on the ground No one is here No one can help me Lying broken On the floor Painting in blood Abstract, expressionistic Everything is distorted And my head is swirling But there is not a soul That I can lean on To steady myself Stumbling down the streets Looking like just another drunk But being sober as hell Drunk only on The hope That one day There might be One person Just one Who might be there for me Falling And just laying there On the floor No hand offered To help me up So I stay On the ground To be trampled on By imaginary feet My thrown voice echoes across the Empty space There is nobody there To even question Why I was shouting In the first place And it's the painful truth Because it's been so long That I've been alone That I don't even hope And the ghosts I used to imagine Don't exist now And the drop of blood on the floor was joined by many more And my sobs got louder My body, more pained More broken than before When I fall I don't just fall I collapse I can't even bring myself to stumble down the streets My voice is no longer Shouting out Can barely Reach a whisper Now tell me again How I'm not alone And think If maybe there was Someone next to me How would I have turned out Do you think I would still be laying here Surrounded In my own blood Finally happy To have someone embrace me Even if it is only death Who wraps his arms around me