The more I try to surround myself with people and love the more I find myself alone. My hidden secret that no one knows my pain and tears I will not show. My only company, the silence is sound, no one is calling and I look and no one is around. The only person I truly have is me, no husband, no family, no friends not even an enemy. When my life expires and turns to eternity no one will even notice not even me. The silence will not mourn and alone will not cry, the darkness will stay dark and no one is there to wonder why
Jul 29, 2015
Jul 29, 2015 at 9:14 PM UTC