Hysteria of the Mind

So many people,
Pass by on the street.
Not one friendly face for me to greet.
They look at me like an outcast,
Who has lost everything.
I've cried for help,
But no one comes,
As if I'm some kind of freak.
They stand and stare as they pass by.
I've lost everything I hold dear,
so there is nothing left for me here.
They all know my secrets,
And my deepest thoughts,
That I have tried to hide.
An empty shell is all that they see,
But after everything,
Who could blame me?
I loved him dearly,
Gave him my all,
And yet,
He is still gone.
So I stand here in my humiliation.
I'm standing on my own,
Trying my best.
Yet the past is still here,
Breathing down my neck.
My memories,
Are stabbing me from the inside out.
I stand here on the street and start to scream,
But it takes my breath away,
Because nobody hears but me.
So I walk away,
From all the pain.
That's when I realized,
I must be insane.

Author's Note

This is when you realize your alone. You have no friends. It's just you. Your alone.