Deals with the devil

Going going gone. My heart, that I want so much to be filled with joy and love, is instead filled with emptiness and sorrow. I am alone on my ride. I am misunderstood. An outcast. But you'd never know that with just a glance. I am forgotten. I lost hope. And that sparkle in my eyes has burned out long before I even realized it. I'm just a vessel. All I can long for is a safe place to land. But instead, hell follows me and I'm caught making deals with the devil just to give me five seconds of alone time. 

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Maybe if we showed the world , a little more, our reasons for loving, they wouldn't question why we do.