what I never told you

alone

My hands are cold.

My body is shaking.

Tears burn my eyes.

Silence surrounds me.

But my mind, oh my mind. I keep hearing voices, and thoughts, and my own cries.

All I feel is pain.

I am alone on these dark streets.

Will someone save me?

But do I want to be saved? I wonder if there's even someone out there who wants to save me. I'm not worth being saved.

It's too late.

I'm going home.

But where is home?