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In My Thoguhts I Am Alone
In my thoughts i am alone
where i fear no one understands
the pain the illness the sadness
the nightly terrors i handle alone
this experience i cant handle of this illness
they call bipolar the way im defined or labled that
one can not see past to see who i am beyond the illness
who is scared of herself who is caring for others more than herself
who will do anything to make another happy
but for one to meet someone who is 'bipolar' thats what they see
unstable depressed manic angry mood swing mess
but what they dont understand is how stable is not in our world
and it doesnt define us it makes us who we are
this illness we battle alone cause unless you have it
you can never fully understand and even if you do i dont think
we can fully understand it...
alone in this illness
alone in these thoughts
alone is how i feel
i cry alone when i feel alone
i sleep to be alone to feel nothing
to feel nothing or empty is what i need
it would be better than the saddness and hurt and
the feeling of alone
my tears fall alone
i enjoy being alone but the feeling of alone is
something i can not handle
to feel like there is no one
to feel like no one can truely understand or care
i only ache with this fear
i try to cry and scream for help but no one seems to hear
so lost in this illness and how to not feel alone
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Alone in the cloud
Of dust and smoke
I struggle to breath
But I choke
Alone amidst the ashes
Of charred aspirations
And the smoke
Of burnt day-dreams
Alone with eyes blinded and teary
Blinks futile and weary
As I sigh
I lift the smog high
Alone, as I shut myself
I sink and die
But the spirit aloof, pauses
To gather the leftover causes
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Alone, am I in this darkened place.
Alone, as I group, search, for a ray of light.
Alone, as the black of night, blankets
all traces of humanity.
Alone, with the only sound I hear, is the
beating of my heart.
Alone, as slowly, panic grips me, with the
harsh reality of oneness.
Alone, as my mind...I, attempt to leave this
prison of darkness, silence and uncertainty.
Alone, as perspiration breaks my skin, and
I slowly contemplate, what if it all ends here? Now.
Alone, panicked, I attempt to recall prayers learned
as a child. ''Oh my God, I am heartily sorrow, ...No!
Not that one! I need another! Something more contrite!
Alone, desperately, I search the jumbled memories
of youth. Where...where is that special prayer I
need? Dammit, where is it! Ahhhh...sorry God,
for the loss of temper. I'm just a bit upset.
Since I'm talking to you, I need to be honest.
I'm scared! Yes...yes I believe in you. I want to
be at your side...but I just don't want to die to
Alone, and I did it again! I know I made Him angry, with
that type of dialog.
Alone, and I'm thinking, this catholic up bringing, is
tuff on a guy. If one doesn't do what He wants,
bingo, you go to hell! I try to be a good guy, however,
sometime I slip. Then I think, what the hell am I
going to do, to make up for that!
Alone, and I'm now talking directly to Him! What...do
I really expect, an answer?
Alone, and I am now on the verge on being certifiably, mad!
Alone, I gotta hang on here. Calm myself. Think. Think!
Alone, I take a long, deep breath...and let it out. There,
Alone. What's that! A noise? A voice? What?
Alone, as a silent, hallowed voice, breaks the
eerie stillness. 'You...you there in the darkness.'
Alone, as I think, no! No Way! That voice is not
speaking to me!
Alone, as my heart is beating like a trip hammer. I
wait...hope, the voice was just my imagination.
Then, the voice, again. This time louder!
'What do you mean, am I talking to you? It
must be you. Are you not the only on there in
the darkness? '
Alone...oh shit, I'm not alone! He's here!
The voice responds, ' I don't think we need
the 'oh shit' part.
Alone...as I swallow hard. Trembling I ask,
'What...what do you want? '
'I want to help you, ' the hallowed voice responds.
Alone, and I'm thinking, Good, that's good, He's not
mad at me. My voice trembles, as I respond,
'What do you want me to do? How...how are
you gonna help me? '
Alone, as I wait for a reply, for what seems to be
and eternity. Then, I hear His voice.
'I can tell you how to never be in the dark
again. Would you like that? '
Alone...darkness, forget that stuff. He's here
to help me! All of a sudden the world is
right! He's gonna help me! As blurt out,
'Thank you! Thank you! Yes, please tell
me, how to rid this darkness now
and forever! '
'You promise to do as I ask.'
Alone, I anxiously, I reply. 'Yes, anything! '
'You will never be in the dark again. If
you do this one thing.'
'God, tell me what it is. I swear I'll do it! '
He hesitated, and than spoke. 'If you
want to rid the darkness in your life,
then pay your electric bill, you putz! '
© Joe Fazio
(brief renderings) Joe Fazio
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as i sit and think to myself am i alone?
i wonder in the darkest of nights am i alone?
trying to block out everthing
but that question
then i think to myself you
are never alone even though
you may sut here alone in the dark and no one
may be with you physically you are
never alone for god is always with you
'for he will never let you part for you are always on his
heart' qouted michael jackson
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