What It Is To Be Alone/by:Haunted Lunacy

What it is to be alone,

to dwell inside my head,

to be where my demons roam.

To live inside a skin that

 no one wants to touch,

to find coldness in your 

heart, that you missed 

so much .

Fading memories of 

the smile that was once

upon my face , 

ceasing to exist,

this is my lonely place.

What it is to be alone,

embraced by the demons

that call my head home.