Alone again

To think that only yesterdayI was cheerful, bright and gay. Looking forward to, who wouldn't do?The role I was about to play?But as if to knock me down.Reality came around. And without so much as a mere touch. Cut me into little pieces. Leaving me to doubt. Talk about God in His mercy. Who, if He really does exist,Why does He desert me?In my hour of needI truly am indeed. Alone again, naturally. In a little while from now.If I'm not feeling any less sourI promise myself to treat myselfAnd visit a nearby towerAnd climbing to the top will throw myself off. In an effort to make it clear to whoever.What it's like when you're shatteredLeft standing in the lurch at a churchWhere people saying: "My God, that's tough"She stood him up". No point in us remaining"We may as well go home". As I did on my own. Alone again, naturally.