Empty

The feeling of being alone is the worst.
Who do I go to when I possibly can’t keep going?
Where do I run when I feel my heart about to burst?
How to I keep my Loneliness from showing?

My sadness has became apart of my being.
I am no longer the happy girl I wanted to be.
But there is no shaking this feeling.
I am slowly slipping away, can’t you see?

The cuts are cutting deeper.
The bones are more visible.
All I’m doing is growing weaker and weaker.
I no longer feel invincible.

Everyday is the same.
I want someone to light the flame.