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I’m reaching out – reaching out to nothing.
I’m calling out – but no one’s there.
I’m crying out – but there’s no shoulder to cry on.
I shout, I yell, I scream – but no one cares.
The sound of a broken heart resides in a lonely silence.
Silence is all there is.
Silence is all I have.
Tears run dry.
Where have they all gone to?
There’s no meaning in life.
What am I living for?
I’m tired.
Tired of running.
Tired of crying.
Tired of caring.
Tired of trying.
Tired of living.
Just tired of everything.
Does nobody really care?
I’m all alone.
Alone in this cruel world with no one to hold.