Sometimes I feel lonely,
Trapped inside the deepest corners of my mind.
I have nowhere safe to turn,
No sanctuary that I can call home.
I feel as though everyone is against me,
As though there’s nobody there to hold my cold and shaky hand through all of this pain.
Why must the world be fighting a blood thirsty battle upon the choppy shores of my mind?
I feel like a lonely Island in the middle of a stormy sea.
So much activity going on, but nobody there to comfort me.
The Red Cross of my heart is losing all moral funds from my soul.
People are emotionless towards me,
Maybe I should be emotionless towards them.