Alone

What else have I ever been but alone?
Sitting at home,
Crying my solitary tears.

What else is there but fear?
Sitting alone,
Curled against the wall,
Loving nothing at all.
Bruises turning black and blue,
All because of you.

What else is in this life?
But ignorance and strife?
Cut me down and kick me hard,
There's nothing in this world to love.

What else is there but sadness and hate?
This loneliness is my eternal fate.
The shadows are my only friends,
And even they don't care about me of late.

Discovering there's nothing under my skin,
That emptiness and I are akin,
That laughter in my life is the darkest sin.
Nothing is everything I am.

Penned by my hand on the 9th of Mayan, in the year 305 AF.