Questions without answers, br “How does it feel when you feel br That you are nothing for someone? ” br br Anger, accidents... br The unfortunate always br Crawls alone... br br The stigma you gave me, br I wear it with pride, br Your eye is always br Watching me, br I am still here, br Crawling, br Surviving! br br I am a loaded gun, br Always ready to shot, br Always ready to hurt... br br But I never do, br Because I know br How much br A wound hurts! br br Sadness, loneliness... br The unfortunate always br Dies alone... br br In the death bed, br I’ve seen myself, br Yes, I will die alone, br I will scream and cry, br I will bleed alone... br No warm and loving arms br Will be around me, br No one will care for me! br br “Why in front of my pain, br You remain indifferent and cold? ” br br The unfortunate always br Dies without an answer! br br ©Elya Thorn.