Alone

Another day, another morning alone in a single bed.
Another day, another morning, I’m wishing I was dead.
Another day, another morning, I want to get away.
Another day, another morning, all I want to do is stay.

Isolation hurts, its kind of like pain,
And all I want to do is not be ashamed.
I try to move around, I try so hard,
But am thrown back down, its worse and its far.

Another day, another evening, alone in my room.
Another day, another evening, I want to feel my doom.
Another day, another evening, I want to share my hurt.
Another day, another evening, I get blood on another shirt.

It feels restrictive, like I just can’t choose,
I got to be alone, so I’ll let myself lose.
I can’t stand it no more, the marks and the gore,
But I can’t help it no more, the shame and the roar.

Another day, another night, alone in a single bed.
Another day, another night, wishing I was dead.
Another day, another night, should I finish it off?
Another day, another night, maybe that’s enough.