Headed straight,
But I turned to the side.
I ride the motion
From deep inside.
Gliding along,
No end in sight–
Just me and my dreams
Flying tonight.
Through the darkness
And under the light.
My worries captured
And shown in sight.
No escape comes
From this lofty flight
Only conflict, terror…
My chest is tight.
Suffocating
From this journey.
No relief
Comes from my plea.
Clouds surround
My hooded eyes.
I hear no sound
On this frigid night.
Nothing grows,
Nothing comes
Close to those
Who care some-
-Thing about me.
I am alone.
Only me,
Screaming, “No!”
Send a friend.
Send a friend.
I have no friends.
They are all fiends.
Only me,
Sitting here,
Wondering why.
I ask myself,
Why am I here?
Do I know?
I don’t know.
Do you?
I am alone.
There is no one here
But me.
I sit on a ledge
Of a dark chasm,
Looking down.
Seems like forever,
And then I am there
At the bottom,
Looking up.
Where are they?
Where is my savior?
Where did he go?
Or did I leave him?
Where am I?
Am I alone?
Did I turn my back
On anyone else?
Why am I here,
Alone?
Such a mystery
To me, so lonely.
I lay here,
Sores on my body.
Emptiness in my soul.
Alone.
Stumbling along the sidewalk 