Two ways of being alone.

tap, tap, tap.
are you alone?
are you realy alone?
Alone with your thoughts and your mind and your soul.
No outlet, no sound, no scream, no one their.
But echos of a mind and spirit in torment.
Bleeding inside, your mind and heart caked in blood.

Or are you the one alone,
in the middle of a room full of people.
You smile is a mask, your mask hides your fear.
hides your sorrow, your hatred, your tear.

Alone in spirit, no soul to connect to,
or alone in person, no one to look to, to touch, to talk to.
Your mind an agony of your own thoughts gawning their tails.

Sooth your mind in water, watch the life around you, belive in no god.
Only nature need exist. Time heals all, the world revolves and you are a part of it.
Remember, the only demons their are are inside your own head and your own heart.
All humans are imperfect, all living things are imperfect. Perfection is the by word of destruction, hate and anger.
Remember. Because if you forget who you are, and were you are going. You will be alone. Or, if you accept the world on par as equals, maby not.

Uncurl your mind and relax. Problems and sentiments and self loathing. Tears to water.
Sooth your mind in water.

You arnt realy alone.
Smile, your soul shines through your eyes.