Little Tidbit : Sorry for such a late update. But here it is
Born
I was born alone.
Yes, I had parents but they were almost never there.
Yes, there were other families but we were different, untouchable almost.
Yes, I had sporadic visiting relatives but sickness can limit your fun and view on life,
I grew up alone
Yes, with the occasional family member rambling on about nonsense
Or those with forced smiles inching their way in to my life only to use me and abuse me.
Without the comfort and the joy of a normal child
Without love and the affection and the naivety we have as children,
Without the doe eyes wide to a glossy beautiful world.
Maybe I did for a time, a miniscule amount of timeā¦
I Cried,
I cried alone.
Sitting on the sill of the window on those rainy days, tears would fall down my face
The pane of glass from that very window was cold just like the people and events in my life
But strangely that was the most comfort I could get as I cried myself horse.
Under my covers, I would cry myself into a dreamless night
Wishing for death to take me as the sun kissed the morning sky.
I was always alone,
I am alone.
Through thick,
Through thin
No one there for me, not even my self
Am I even here any more ?
It feels as if I am a phantom, a shell of a being.
Who would support something that should be rotting in a grave?
I will die alone
And not one person would shed a tear
Well, maybe two or three
But they shall move one before those tears die and the death bell rung
Alone, I shall shut my eyes and my heart shall not beat
I will be alone as I always have been in my internal misery.
