Poetry

Lost in solitude
Searching for a friend
Sometimes she wishes
The nightmares would end

She stagger on through
Looking for dreams
Seeing that everything
Is not as it seems

Trusting no one
Fearful of lies
Yet she lives one
Masking the tears she cries

Daggers left deep wounds
When stabbed in her back
Infection crept in
And turned her heart black

She didn't know who 
Would leave or stay
And so she pushed
Them all away.