Treasure Island

Sophia Engel

(5.1.2000 / Nürnberg, Germany)

Alone


Alone wherever I go 

alone whatever I do 

alone all the time
alone what I should do 


alone in every day 

alone in every way 

alone all the time
alone I cry myself to sleep

alone I wake

alone I am agonizing with each passing day 




alone I wanna suicide 

alone no one by my side
alone no one to hold my hand 

alone all the time 

alone I will suicide
alone I take each agonizing step


alone I cant sleep at night 

alone I am shaking from the fright 

alone all the time 

alone I’m gonna end this loneliness tonight


alone I cry

alone I fail when I try

alone I lived all my life
 and here I am.. alone I die

Submitted: Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 10, 2013
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  • Edwin Cordero (1/23/2014 9:59:00 AM)

    One cannot help but wonder how many humans have felt this way throughout their lifetimes. (Report) Reply

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