Lonely

They left you behind. They left you to rot. And you know it.

In the beginning you would try to make excuses for them. Why they would never come and visit you, why you never saw them anymore, and why they left you.

They left you here to rot in this cold sterile white world. In the beginning you would try to explain their actions away, you tried not to hate them. But in the end you couldn't stop that hate, could you?

Now all you have left in this sterile white world is your hatred… and me.

I am the only one who will talk to you. I am the only one who believes you. I am the only one who is there for you. After all, your so called best friends didn't even once try to believe you. And where did you end up? In this horrible white world, abandoned, forgotten. Because of them.

But I'm here, aren't I? I made sure you wouldn't be alone in this cruel new world. I made sure to protect you when it all got too much.

And when you finally lose that last tie you have with your "reality", I will be waiting to take you into my arms and keep you safe. You will never have to think about this cold, cold world ever again.

So, I sit and wait. I talk and I listen, and I do everything I can to let you know that you are not alone. And when the time comes, I won't be either.