Glassy Eyes

I feel so alone.
I feel like the greyness.
I feel like the ashes in the panes;
The coldest sort of rain.
I feel so alone.
Bleak and bitter to the bone
Senseless thing that no one knows
I feel I'm soffocating.
A bitter soul that
Surely isn't worth saving.
I feel so alone.
And I'm not a leech,
But I do need a hand to hold
A heart to bleed with
Because I breathe the
Saddest air of isolation.