Alone Poem by Justin Borthick

A facade I live in as the course of my existence
Consists of pleading and swearing, needing to forget this
A swelling of my head, my heart does the same
My mind can't break free from the echo of your name

Advice is given, heard but not received
A melody swarms around what I need
Easy to follow, the sound pulls me in
To the depth of this hall, I'm alone once again

My life is seen through my heart, not my eyes
And for that I'm torn, but I disguise my demise
I'm calling out and looking for help
Yet the voice I hear back is that of myself

The lights go out and I sit all alone
While praying to something that I can find my home
The feeling of you is that of a sin
But I'd sin twice over to not feel alone once again