Clandestine.....Trekkie

I gaze out staring
From inside my shell
Wanting to escape
From this lonely hell

For I am alone
Yet utterly exposed
My inner turmoil
No-one knows

The hurt; the pain
The sadness and fear
Their agonies and anguish
I often hear

They reveal their secrets
Their truths and souls
But my confusion
To no-one I've told

My quest to understand
The feelings inside
To finally know
Why I feel I've died

A walking shell
Is all that's left
All emotion gone
The victim of theft

Stolen slowly piece by piece
Blown away like an autumn leaf
Leaving me empty, alone and afraid
The price for caring, too high to have paid

So I am left to soldier on
The hurt always present, never gone
For I am lonely in this shell
My own clandestine, private hell

Trekkie.

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