Alone, Alone, Alone

Alone, Alone, Alone

I cut ties because I am

Alone, Alone, Alone

I need no one

No matter where I am

Or who I am with

I am

Alone

Like the cow I perceive them to see

I chew the cud in my mouth

I turn glassy eyes toward and away from them

I need no one

I need no one

Where ever I go

Whatever happens to me

I need no one

If you need me

I respond

But I know

That when I really need

There is no one

And there will be no one

Alone

Alone

Alone

Alone

Blackened vision doesn't make me cynical

Nor do it prevent me from seeing the beauty

In places

In things

In art

Even in people

But for me

For me in this world

I am alone

I always will be

Alone

To be less than

Rather...

To consider myself as less than

Alone

Is to prepare for ugly words

Hateful heartache

It is youth

And foolishness

That ever persuaded me to attempt to be

Less than

Alone

I was never meant to be other than

Alone

I don't need you

I don't need you

I don't need you

My rage prevents your blade from slicing my skin

So I bleed black instead of blue or red

Because you only slice my wall

And notify me of your betrayal

Of your hatred

Of your anger

Turned toward me

Alone

The heat of the rage does not make my skin melt

The heat of rage goes away

Emotions were not meant for me

I am #99958837214

Shortened as in pi

But no where nearly as profound

Alone

It's fine for me to be Alone

No more echoing sounds

No more to bend

Releasing you and Releasing me

Prison bars are brittle, then cracked, then shattered

Alone is fine

It is as it should be