Still alone, fore ever alone...

"We're born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we're not alone." - Orson

Am I a loner deep down within? I dont know.

I was wounded within, from some past blows.

You took my hand and promised to show

happy days and golden glows.

I used to be a happy girl, 'twas long ago

but now with misery I overflow. 

The seeds of memories now that i try to sow,

do grow but real slow.

The pain keeps moving to and fro. 

All this seems like a blow

punching through my heart, just so.