Alone

Sitting in self imposed lonliness.
Alone in the dark she cries.
As the questions torment her,
Desparate to answer the why's.

Why does she let them hurt her?
Why does she try to care?
Why does she keep trying?
Why does she still stay there?

It's time for her to get moving.
It's time for her to change.
But is she ready to lose them?
Will it matter or stay the same?

Does she have the strength,
To tell them how she feels?
Or will she continue hiding,
Nursing wounds that never heal?

Around in circles, she crys again,
Lost in never ending cycles.
Of pain, of love, of lonlines
Hurt, lies, truth and denial.

So what is left, what can she do?
But continue on her path.
And hope that she can find a way,
To have some peace at last.

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