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All alone and away from friends,

Perpetual hate all around me,

Life slipping away second by second,

Never feeling the warmth again.



Sun shines down on me,

But I don’t feel its heat, its warmth,

Glowing brightly in the sky it shines,

Then it’s gone, I'm alone again.



People all around me don’t even notice,

Marks on my arms, tears in my eyes,

Pains in my heart, constant cries,

Loneliness that surrounds me, forever.



Odd abusive comments said to me,

Dying hope of ever having friends,

Someone to care for me, go out,

A place to be accepted as myself.



Thick black eyeliner surrounds my eyes,

Full black lips shining in the sun,

Writing alone, empty room, cold room,

Only noise is my pen scratching the paper.



Fading light casts the room into darkness,

Candles burning give off little light,

Surrounding me in a circle, up high, and low,

I don’t feel the heat they give.



Sitting alone and thinking about nothing,

Even my thoughts have deserted me now,

Drip, drip, drip, no longer my pen,

Alone, cold, shrouded in darkness.



A huge clang is heard from the room,

Something silver on the floor glints,

Flickering lights from the candles,

Shallow gasps, drip, drip, drip.



Soft moans of pain, harsh gasps for air,

Steady drip of blood, shining on the knife,

Cold, alone, and in a pool of crimson blood,

Lying motionless, lifeless, alone.