steven luneau (01/31/54 / Rochester, N.H.)

I've an ache inside and it will not go away;
I cry in silence nothing to display.;
no one can hear
so i reach, to no one there

I am alone so very alone
Its cold and scary...I'm so alone
I see no help..I'm so alone
death has caressed me...my new home

In one great struggle all misunderstood;
unable to live the way i should
I slowly walk away;
My memories left in dismay

I am alone so very alone
Its cold and scary...I'm so alone
I see no help...I'm so alone
Death has caressed me... my new home.

But in all that's real there is no home;
you don't see inside; its never shown
not the way i know it i wish you could;
I'm really needing..but nothing feels good

I am alone so very alone
Its cold and scary...I'm so alone
I see no help...I'm so alone
Death has caressed me... my new home.

If I left any foot prints i don't know why;
I just couldn't feel but could always cry.
Just fell in love with sadness all inside;
And just withered away and finally died.