I get this weird felling inside.
When all I can do is tremble and hide.
All I can do is slip down the slide.
This weird feeling inside.
It leads my to the brink of suicide.
Am I ever alone.
The stupid Questions.
I am never alone.
The shit feeling.
They arise from deep inside.
Its a weird felling.
Of one I know is true.
I am never alone.
There is people out there.
I know they want to get me.
I am never alone
Amy Kerswell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/am-i-ever-alone/
