Poems of Emotions

Alone

I prefer to sit alone,
watching the people moving along.
Thinking about all the things that I have done.
Wondering when my time shall come, wondering who gets to receive my love.

Alone, that word says it all.
Never having the feeling of being someone's all.
Guessing maybe I'm just not good enough.
But maybe, maybe one day I'll figure it all out.
Someone will realize that I was always good enough.

Lost, my soul has been thrown to the deepest hole.
Figuring out the reasons why I'm so cold.
Ice, my heart has stopped, the beating no longer moving to the rhythm of my lungs.
Air, sucked right out and transfered out into the world venturing through despair.

Alone, that word says it all,
my soul flew off and my heart has been gone.
No word if they shall return, but for right now I'm on my own.