No one is here,
Other than me.
Everyone left.

The room is dark,
Too dark.

I'm alone,
It's so silent.
I'm lonely now.

I pull up my knees,
I rock back and forth.

Everyone is gone,
It's just me now.

I want someone,
Someone to talk to,
Anyone will do!

I hate loneliness,
I dislike silence.
I love company,
I like to talk.

I know everyone likes alone time,
But it can get to be too much.
Especially when you are always left,
Always left behind.

I like the sound of silence,
But not for so long.
It can get to be deafening,
This sound of silence,
This silent screaming here.

I know everyone gets sick of each other,
But I can never get enough.
You will always love to be with someone,
It keeps you alive.
It keeps you sane.

I like the feeling of my voice speaking,
At times you can forget.
How comforting it can feel,
When you are alone.

I feel so empty,
So incomplete.
Won't you please raise your voice?

Ok, this is number 5 of the "self discovery" series! It's basically my
take on someone that was "cured" of split personality disorder and this is
how they react and think! a weird poem. Where did I come up with
it?