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ALONE
ALONE
Written by Alana Cheng
I feel so alone, as I can hear nothing but my thoughts of the deafening silence of the dial tone, like there is no one on the other line of the unanswered phone, as I’ve never felt so alone like this in my life, as I’ve always had to struggle to survive all of the pain and strife, and it all feels like I’m being slashed to pieces by a sharp and death-inclined kind of knife, as I’ve never this much alone, in anything that I’ve ever felt while feeling like I am just walking down this road of chaos to my senses, all on my own, as I just need to feel like there is something there to make me feel like there is someone out there that would seem to care, and I already know that life can really be unfair, and I can see it all so clear, that my feelings of depression, is floating so closely in the air, as perhaps, I’m just feeling alone, for absolutely no reason, especially during this emotional season, of not knowing what to do, as I’d often feel like all that I’m doing, is just coming up short, in everything that I want to represent, so truly and so proudly, in something that I’m afraid would only be the amount of absolutely nothing, even if I am hoping to know that it can be intriguing to the sights and sounds of what anyone else can relate to, with so much or so few, but I guess that I just don’t know what more I can do, while feeling so alone, walking on my own, in a life where no one really understands, all that I am silently going through, which can be hard to explain, despite feeling so much chaotic pain, to my heart, and it feels like someone can so easily throw, a fast-moving dart, and break me in two, if not more and too few, of the pieces that can fly away into the air, despite all of the pain that it releases, I just don’t know anymore, how to even let myself walk so freely out the door, when I reall don’t know what I’m truly living my life for, as perhaps, I just want someone to hold me, as I’m feeling empty, sad, scared, and perhaps my anxiety and sadness, and depression are just coming in hard and fast, but regardless, I know that the storm of this emotional feel of being so trapped will not ever seem to last, and that I will be okay, come what may, as I know that I will be alright, even if that moment of peace in my life is not-yet in sight, but all I have to do is to keep up the fight to continue to persist in this life to always and continuously exist, even when I feel like I should resist, from making my feelings known, but nothing can make me feel so much more alone, when all I can do is hear absolutely nothing, but the deafening sound of the heartbreaking dial tone.
