Holding my cards

Im tired of holding my cards close to my chest, My arms are getting weak, Im trying hard but i cant speak, I need to let go of all i hold in my heart, Begin fresh and move on from the past, Except with no one to talk to i find it hard, Im alone and wounded, Not even you can save me from the emptiness i feel, Can you not see im drowning, In the sea of my emotions I need a shoulder to cry on, A friend to console me, But as you know im alone, And even if i wasnt, I can only communicate in this way, But only for today.