Emotional


Sitting alone with

jaded eyes of dispare;

breaking inside,

scattering the hope of life

into crystal skies.




Tears crying dry

showing emotions

that no one sees,

wondering...

wondering if anyone will come

to help the blind

see the darkness of lightless days.




Never fear,

loneliness is here.

No one is near.

Never fear.



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