Mend Poem by Nightshade Starlight

I sit here alone and feel like crying.
I sit here alone and feel as if I'm dying.
There is no one to catch me when I fall.
There is no one that I can call.
And even though the tears are dry,
That does not mean I can not cry.
I can close my eyes
And hear my life full of lies.
Although It may seem i don't have a single flaw,
On the inside I feel very raw.
I wish my tattered heart would mend,
Or even better, I wish that it would all end.