Four o'clock in the morning <br />Afraid to open my eyes, to a day so boring <br />Another day of grief, <br />A day of fear, I silently grind my teeth. <br />All alone I feel. <br />I try to justify all the pain which is so real, <br />All of this guilt before my eyes. <br />Another day of confusion and worthless tries, <br />A day of wondering. <br />Is it ever just going to go away? I keep pondering <br />All this pain that I feel, <br />And all this anger, is it going to stay, because it is real? <br /> <br />Ten o'clock in the evening, <br />Afraid of the nightmares. <br />Again my breathing stops and my heart has something to share. <br />All I can do is stare into the night. <br />What is it that causes this feeling, could it be the moon so bright? <br />Another night of crying, <br />A night of hiding and sighing, <br />Alone once again. <br />My heart feels empty, like something left the den, <br />And I can't cry another tear. <br />Another day wasted on insecurities and fear, <br />A day of wonder with nothing to mend. <br />Is this ever going to end?<br /><br />Arielle Perkins<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/alone-again-4/
