Alone And Haunted

A cry for help,

That could never be me.

I have too much pride,

To get down on my knees.

Although, it’s unbearable,

And consumes me at times.

The pain is no one else’s,

But mine.

I caused it, I am to blame.

But, no one will ever hear me,

Crying out their name.

I have always had,

Only one place that was safe.

And that’s my shoulder’s,

It’s better this way.

I will not cry or beg someone,

To help.

Regardless of the pain,

Or misery I’ve felt.

I will and can carry it,

All on my own.

One day it will stop,

And I will find a home.

A place where I know for sure.

I am loved and wanted.

Until then,

I am doomed,

Alone and haunted.