Brenda O'Malley

I Sit Here!
By Brenda O'Malley

I sit here,
and think about love,
Think about life
wondering what to do.
I sit here

My tears are warm,
running down my face.
I feel them.
No one sees them.
No one to turn to.
No one to help me.
Scared and alone
I sit here.

My mind is a mess
not focused
everything a blur.
Never stop thinking.
About everything and anything
As I sit here.
I sit and think.

My tears still dripping
From my face,
Never stopping.
My eyes dried up,
Not showing feeling.
I'm all closed up,
Wanting to burst.
I still sit here,
Smoking,
Drinking.