Introvert Handbook

Alone

I return once more. I'm back and ready to start writing again. I've decided to hold off on my new book so I can get a clearer idea on what I want to write. I miss this book and want to start it up again. I have also decided to post everything that I keep in my notes app on my phone. I had found plenty of post worthy stuff that I have kept hidden from you guys, and I want to apologize by revealing them to you. I will post one everyday this week except for this weekend because it is the weekend before my birthday ;). I will start tonight and end on Friday. Expect a poem, short story or rant every night. Alright let's kick this off with a little something I wrote at home LAST YEAR:

Alone

I walk alone.

Alone a term used for those who find themselves to be secluded and confined from others. We all use the word whether we are joking or trying to receive attention. In my case self-pity reigns supreme. I hadn't always been so alone. Friends had come and gone in the past years. One I would have even classified as my best friend caused the most damage.

She is the reason why I am alone.

People pass me in the halls without even looking twice at me: the quiet, blonde girl. I dress in black and listen to harsh music to get the depressing thoughts out of my brain. Those around do not care to ask why I'm always at the verge of tears. No one understands that to me one friend could save me from my own mind.

She is the reason why I am alone.

I am the girl that no one notices. They see good grades and a scholarship and overlook the person behind the pencil and glasses: me. They don't see me. I am alone, invisible to the world. They don't see the damage that has been done to the poor girl. My bruises are screaming to be seen and the scars burn my wrists.

All I can do is think of her, the friend that betrayed me.

She is the reason I am alone.

Those years she made me laugh turned into days she made me cry myself to sleep. She caused me to stop eating some days to throwing up my dinners. She forced my parents to take me to counseling. I hated the way she made me feel scared, though last year's we were inseparable. I cried tears of pain and suffering for and the sickest part is she denied every one.

She is the reason why I am alone.

Because of her I can trust no one.

Because of her I don't take compliments, or see the best in people.

She is the reason why I am alone.

The reason why I am alone.

Alone

Hey that's one!!!! (Something I wrote last school year can you believe it) I classify this one as a rant. Hope you guys liked it. See you all tomorrow!! Oh and check out Life is a Closed Door (completed!!!!!). Vote and comment your thoughts! Love you!

~Pro-introvert