Alone with you

Loneliness is harsh reality and loneliness which originates in anger and spite is especially cold.
I’m over being over it
Tired of telling this chapter of my story,
Time to pick the pen and start to write again.
Pain comes in many forms.
The kind that is not physical, seems to hurt much more.
I don’t know what the future has in store,
It’s gotta be better than sharing a life that is become such a bore.
Time passes far to quickly to merely give it one more try.
I want it all or I want nothing.
Has to more to it all then just feeling like a something.
Everything in life can hit a ceiling not all avenues offer a breakthrough.
Reaching that next plateau may have to be done alone.
The problem with putting him up on throne, is you gave him the position to look down on you as if you were a mere peasant and not an equal that shares his home.