All Alone

The days can come and go,
But the night are what I will live,
Not with the Parties, not with the people,
But by myself,
Walking this road, All alone like I've always had,
Nothing keeping me from my life,
With all the things I can do in the world,
No one there to bother me,
Is this my Heaven?
Or will it all come crashing down to a Hell?
Only time may tell,
But it can wait until I'm done with my book.