I cry out for comfort I need to be held, I feel I have nothing else. All I have is the need to be glad and to joke and smile and laugh. These things seem so foreign with the things that Ive known.. I feel tired, empty and alone. If you'd understand Id reduce my demand to have company and emotions shown. I'm as blue as the skies as tears in my eyes come streaming down m face. Crimson in color as it comes from my heart and puts me in my place, self inflicted pain is nothing of an escape as I feel that its to late.
