{"sf1_id":425375,"sf2_id":"B1Q38WEm","title":"Alone, not alone","author":"forest elk","words":166,"posted_at":"2012-09-02T11:17:00.000Z","tags":["Dark","Depression","Female","Human","Love","Poetry","Self Harm"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/425375-alone-not-alone","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/B1Q38WEm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/62/05/62054abd-1fec-400c-8ed9-27e6b3a89fea","description":"My friend attracts all sorts of women. He is a babe magnet; but he is a very nice guy. He nows a lady who did drugs, she partied and drank all the time. She was a wreck, but then she met my friend, and began to better herself. She stopped partying and tried to stop doing drugs. It was incredibly hard for her, but she managed. Now my friend viewed her as simply a friend, nothing more, nothing less. But the lady wanted more, she wanted to marry and have children with him. He wanted to be friends, after realising that the realationship was not going to go anywhere, she broke down and told him not to call anymore. She was distraught, and he couldn't calm her down. He talked to her friends and they said she had been cutting herself, and that she wouldn't talk to anyone. She wanted to talk to him, but she also didn't wan't to talk to him. So the cutting got worse. Eventually he talked some reason into her, but she still wanted to marry. He said no, and she finally accepted it. This poem is about her struggles to come to terms with not getting him, and her need to finally get the word \"yes\" out of him.\nLike, fave, comment, and whatever","content":"Dark, it's dark\n\nAlone in the park\n\nAlone, alone, so very alone\n\nNo home, No home\n\nI can't go back home\n\nYou phone, you phone\n\nI don't feel alone.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nPlease, don't leave\n\nDon't hang up on me\n\nStay, stay awhile\n\nI hate the tone dial\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nI feel for you\n\nI wish you did too.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nI laugh, I cry\n\nYou never stand by\n\nI've lied, I've lied\n\nI'm dead inside\n\nWhy, Oh why\n\nI've no need to lie\n\nI'm cold, outside\n\nI'm fighting, I hide\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe cut, the cut\n\nIt hurts me so much \u0026nbsp;\n\nThe razor is red\n\nI hurt now too much.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nI bleed, alone\n\nI just want to go\n\nGo, away\n\nYou've no need to stay.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nYour hold, your touch\n\nI want you so much\n\nI see, I cry\n\nI just want to die.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nI'm now, not alone\n\nPleas will you just phone\n\nDon't leave, please stay\n\nI need you to say\n\n\"I'll stay\"\n\nBy Forest Elk\n\n  \n  \n\n"}