Stranded

My life has been a wreck mangled and twisted like a plane that's crash landed and I'm the only one left the only one stranded. To scared to call out incase nobody answered.
I look deep inside the answers not there, only the shredded remains of my hopes and despair who will I turn to will anyone care are all the bridges Ive burned beyond repair. So once again I surrender back into my shell,  and wait for someone who I can trust to tell so I can leave the trail of destruction that I know all to well, leave it behind me then look back to remind me that if I never reached out no one would find me.