Sitting in my room 

          I’m so lost       I'm so gone as time went by my heart dried up 

                                                                 And                                                                     became one big stone with my pitch-black room 

                                        the only light I get is when I write as my pen sparks

I feel as If I’m in a dark tunnel like I'm in jail in     

                         a cell with life without parole 

         when I'm alone I feel as if I live in my home all alone

 my body feels dead because it knows it’s cold

it’s hard like a dead body from a freezer

                            I’m looking at myself outside my body 

to become my own mortician 

and become my own people pleaser 

help me

help me 

as my soul reaches out im so cold hearted

    you can see in my face without a doubt

 why don’t you love me

 why didn't try 

as if

 you were at the other end of the rope

               pulling me closer like a ant needs its dirt

I’ve been hurt

I loved 

and I loved

 and I loved 

you more than me 

my love is more deeper than

 The

        grounds 

                   Of

 the 

        Earth

 the dirt from the roots, the

 vines from the trees

 the seeds from the plants

 the ground crack from the dirt

I’ve been hurt.

 I'm still gonna blossom into this flower

 even though my heart is protected from every power

I'm still going to listen to each    and    every

                                                                         hour.