I am alone
I am lost
No one is looking for me
No one knows where I’ve been
I’ve been following the shadows
And chasing butterflies
Now I am too far gone for anyone to help
I shall surely freeze overnight
I have already lost myself
In the dark shadows
I was once fascinated with
That now conceal my sorrowful being
I only wish that I could have more time
To be all that I can be
But I am too far gone
Beyond the help of anyone
And so I sit, waiting for death
The only difference is that this time
I don’t have a choice
This poem wasn't what I expected it to be from the title. I expected jumping off a cliff or something. The poem was nicely written, though. I found myself really thinking about it before I commented. At first, I wasn't for sure what to say about it, but it is a really good poem.
"But I am too far gone
Beyond the help of anyone
And so I sit, waiting for death
The only difference is that this time
I don’t have a choice"
That shows a lot of feeling, and I feel like I know what you're experiencing. Just by reading it, it makes me sad. I picture a lonely girl just waiting for Death to take her. It's rather sad. Good job, though.
Angel