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I'm alone, I know I'm alone. I guess I didn't want to believe it before , but now I understand.

I know this isn't just me exaggerating. It's plain and simple,  I feel alone knowing under my smile there lays a frown tattooed on my skin. As sad as it sounds it's true. Sitting alone under the night so black,

Nobody knows what I'm holding back, pulling my sleeves past the black and blue, once the bruises fade, I know they'll come back anew... Till, tomorrow I whisper to myself knowing tomorrow will hold another pain filled day. The questions in my head still go unanswered but the pain still remains. Why am I still alive I ask myself,  knowing that will go unanswered also, for I have know reason to be, not now anyways.

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