Alone

I feel so alone

With no place to truly call home.

On myself, I take out my aggression

Being caused by this depression.

I feel so alone in this thing called "life."

Right now, all I want is a knife.

I don't want to end it all

but this feeling seems like a brawl.

I look at the scale,

in hopes to prevail.

With this struggle, will I succeed?

I don't want to rewind and repeat.

This feeling is like a living hell,

almost as though I am trapped in a cell.

Does it ever get better?

Now I am forever stuck wearing a sweater.