When I'm alone,
Dissonant chords echo as I play,
Along to the blasting noise,
Of a meaningless song.

When I'm alone,
Pen and paper call my hand,
To spill my heart in ink,
Until I bleed dry.

When I'm alone,
The glint of sharp metal,
Captures my searching eyes,
Tempting me always.

When I'm alone,
Death seems kinder,
A new start perhaps?
A second chance.

But I'm not alone,
Not anymore.