Friend Of Pain

Walking alone through the night, I began to wonder. Where did the tide turn against me? Why did all the ones that said they cared, leave me cold? Promises meant nothing with hopes being shot down. The world seemed friendly, but the mask was soon taken off and now shows the face beneath. Tears beating down every night went unnoticed along with all the sobs that came along with them. Sitting silently in my room I began to turn. A heart once warm with passion slowly faded to black. Trust is no longer available to a tainted mind and now I stand-alone. There is no one left for me to turn to. So I grab my friend and begin talking to him as I watched the blood trickle down my arm. Each cut gets deeper and then I heard her voice. She beckons me to quit cutting and drop my friend. But my heart no longer knows the ways of a compassionate soul. Lies told in the dark by the ones it loved just pushed me away. Now I search for a place to rest my head every day. And with me my friend tags along. Speaking his words of pain every once in awhile. Easing my sorrow of being alone for eternity. They try to pick me back up and take him away, but I throw myself back down and speak to him some more. Why can’t I let him go? Why won’t they just let me be alone? I can’t take living any longer. He says that I can be in a better place where it will only be he and I. Should I take his advice, or stick around and try to live? I don’t know what to do and need some advice. Please reach in the dark endless pit and pull me out. My cries get louder with each passing moment and my scars run deeper with the blood pouring out faster. Change my ways and heal these broken wings so that I may fly again.