Solitude.

Money spent for a lost cause.
No self-control issued as punishment.
Wild with emotions.
Not enough to be justified.
Missing the movie of life.
Rolling past and cringing in pain.
Screams offered as background music
Speaking through clenched teeth
To emphasize the meaning.
End credits calls for a change in song.
Hope flies by, too fast to be read.
The moon shines through
Guiding towards light
From the upstairs window.
It radiates the night
And instills hope in all those who believe.