words standing alone as letters break for space.

Down to the end of the alphabet running outta words.
Seems no one understands letters in their own unique curve.
From a to z I've tried to reach to those I luv.
Yet here I sit as the rain pours from above.
Maybe its the punctuations used that's not so clear.
As I daze at another way to say I haven't a thing no more to fear.
Broken n alone I'm consumed by putting myself dead last.
Listenin to the down fall of water drowning out my past.
Chilled by the breeze like life's wicked, twisted lil games.
I'm some where in the middle of goin completely insane.
Theres no help for me cuz I can't see it any other way.
Maybe I spent to much time alone n became a slave.
To the realization as I figured out how it is we're suppose to be.
With one an other as I've set my mind so literally free.
Yet it doesn't justify the pit of pain forced apart like the space in between words.
Standin alone without a single letters misunderstood use of worth.
Its a fucked up feeling knowing what u mean to others when it all breaks down.
N I'm fighting the notion of a truly beating n frustrated frown.
What's to say or what question can possibly have the answer with truth?
When left to self asking what am I doin if I posses that little of purpose to u?
N as the thunder rolls in the darkness of the night.
I find myself at a loss of words losing the fight.

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