Cold Hard Truth

Why am i alone?
Are my feelings I hold to strong to be heard?
Or are my words to weak that they fail to be seen?

My veins run empty.
My soul fades into darkness.
My tears run down my face with blood in ever drop.

Why does my heart grow cold?
Does the pain I hold freeze me in place?
Or are my eyes blind to see the flames?

I fear and blame.
Every thing I know is impossible to reach.
Is that the way my world crumbles as it fades away?

Why does it feel like I'm beging held down by chains?
How did I gain this powerful pain?
I shout over the rest of the crowd.

If I had some one near I'll just be sacred.
No matter how beautiful the moment is,
The pain it holds when its gone is much greater.

So much for the happy ending!
It's my life that's the cold hard truth!

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© Copyright 2007 By: Richard Tyree