Contemplation

Sometimes Being Alone

I like being Alone...sometimes

I have lost the drive to make old friends...friends again

I gave up

maybe that sounds bad but there is a toll it takes on you, chasing after a friend who no longer cares unless you are in the spotlight

sometimes my heart is heavy and my eyes sink behind a pool of tears

its a challenge to be composed at times

memories chase me

my mind is always spinning, sometimes I need a moment of solitude so that I can pull myself together

so that the give holding my heart together doesn't lose its hold as it crumbles to the ground

I will frantically try to put them together, at times I am successful, barely

I try to hide the bags under my eyes and the quiver of my lip.

don't ask me if I am okay because I am not

All the pieces I tried so hard to hold together will shatter and melt away

Sometimes I need that

To be reassured that someone does care

it helps the empty feeling lighten for a moment before its dull and black once more.