Here I am alone

Here I am alone

Alone in my room

The dark black sky

I pull over my head

Here I am alone

 


Here I am alone

Alone in the crowd

Not one of them notices

My funeral shroud

Here I am alone

 


Here I am alone

Alone in the dark

Clutching a dead red rose

Whilst thorns pierce my skin

Here I am alone

 


Here I am alone

Alone in my head

Voices nefariously whisper

You’re better off dead

Here I am alone

Author's Notes/Comments: 

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