^^Alone, crying into an abyss,
You have seen horrors but stood strong,
A few careless words
And you are broken
Alone, surrounded by friends and
Held in loving embraces, Alone
You are anger and everyone’s pain
Useless, pitiful, alone. Alone in a crowd.
Clouds, made of water vapour, a hard and ugly truth.
Make gentle seats. You will sit on those clouds
There you and I are wholly and fully alone.
Banished, glad to have expelled yourself.
Alone crying into an abyss
A loving hand to lead the way
A gentle firm and solid grasp brightens the path from the brink.
Can I trust it
I did before, unquestioningly
But time has aged my judgement
I am made weary by experience
Experience of sleepless nights and hate filled eyes
Of sideways glances at my hollowed core
Of hopeless agony
And worst of all of heaving, swirling confusion.
For now though I am too tired to protest
Too weakened to resist the support
But know now that my trust is cold
And brittle from your repeated chilling
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