The darkened shadows is where I weep
Huddled up and trying to sleep
To withdrawn to even speak
This is loneliness and me.
Each day seems cold there is no sun
No warmth of joy or anyone,
To fill my days with whom to talk
Some may say this is my fault.
They said you, decided to be reclusive
You made your choice to be exclusive
To your own self and no one else
They have no idea how i felt.
Now in this dark prison I call home
I fear that I may die unknown
But demons and the big dark world
Keep me inside, in my own hell.
I fear almost all that life has to offer
In your world I would never prosper
Instead I would wilt under the fear
Of anyone who comes near.
I want to live a normal life
I would like to live how you term right
But I know this is not to be
So my future will not be too bright.
So if you come and look for me
Seek the shadows and hear my pleas
For there I am curled and scared
Believing that no one in the world cares.
fauxcroft 
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