Aloneaphobia

Setting here on this green stone
in the darkness
setting here alone.
Listening to them scream,
So much is going through my head
I wish this was a dream
I wish I was dead.
As I start to cry,
I realize its starting to get blurry
Falling down my cheek,
falls a tear, a tear of worry.
I ask myself what is going on.
Is this my fear?
Of being alone?
Im in my own world..
but does anyone care?
I make a wish,
I wish you was here with me
so I wouldn't be alone
setting on this cold wet stone.
Please set me free.
Come save me.