Alone

This is a poem about being lonely on days when no one should feel that (b-day).

Sitting alone in my room,
The child in me weeps.
The tears stream down my soul,
Illuminated
Solely by the Moon's desolate light.
Shadows of greatness,
Dance upon the walls,
Only to abandon me
When I reach for them.
The air,
Thick with the smell of hopelessness,
Grows colder and colder
As each passing minute runs from me.
My fate becoming clear,
I wait for it to arrive.