Alone

Alone I sit in my desolate cage,
Waiting for someone to call out.
There is nothing inside me but emptiness
I have nothing anymore.

Everyone I once knew is dead.
Friends, family, they all have left me here to wither away.
I rot, alone with my scars and memories,
 A hollow life where I once felt happiness, is now replaced with sorrow.

I suppose I don't need anyone.
Pain can be my friend.
It will not leave me, it will always be here.
Its the only thing I have anymore.