The more time

I spend alone,

The more I realize

That I was always

Alone.

No one is here

To dry my tears.

No one is here

Checking on me.

Wondering if I am

Dead or alive.

So I realize,

I have been alone

Even when others were

Around.

It’s scary

Facing the truth.

It’s scary

Facing your demons,

And having to fight them

With your bare hands.

Alone.

How frightening it is

Coming to terms with the fact that

You never really needed anyone

In the first place.

Only desired

A presence of someone kind enough

To hear your heart.

By The Narration of She

From: United States

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