Alone

I feel alone. Not because I am alone but because no one has my back like my spine is about to fall out. I feel alone because the ones who I personally bandaged their hearts always seem to break mine and because when I screamed a cry for help there was nothing but my echo yelling back at me. Telling me "no one is there" I feel alone because the one person who I thought was my partner in crime seems to be the one ratting me out to the cops or the one person who I thought was my Person turned out to be just another bystander. I don't want to be alone. So maybe if my existence wasn't existing, Maybe alone wouldn't be so, alone.