A Sickness

Nobody knows the torment That I have been through But I'm sure there are other Who are also hurting to It seems each day Is lived in pain But yet, No two days are ever the same I've had some good days But they are few and far between I've been looking for a rainbow But they are seldom seen I spend my days inside my home I can't face the world outside That is where I feel safe It's my place to hide Maybe someday soon I don't really know when I'll walk outside my door To be ready, to face the world again But for now I must remain Exactly who I am The man who lives alone In this world without a friend 4-13-10/RJH