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Left Alone

Updated on November 21, 2012
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Writing Poetry has filled a large portion of the Authors Life, beginning with childhood. Writing is a creative venue and lifelong enjoyment.

alone and lost~

Left alone, alone to wait, for stressful things I had to face; Mentally, my thoughts of late, were pondering my ill-found fate.

Loneliness at best is worse, than any foe I’ve had to rate, naught to grapple, and still defeat, with no one there that I could reach.

What? Millions walked upon the streets, but still none stopped, my eyes to meet; are they afraid to look my way, unstable souls with tripping feet?

How long to stay, how long to wait, to be released from miseries gate; from twi-light zone, so dark and drear, with gladness sought, to shed new tears.

A fire with-in, and eyes ablaze, I searched and looked for days and days; until I found that it was me, whom hope had lost, along the way.

Theres people, people, everywhere, how sudden they mystically appear; they speak with love, to dispel my fears, Wake up lost-one, your friends are near.

April 25, 1997

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      Marina Lester 5 years ago

      We wake to discover it was always us to create the nightmare... I enjoyed this read and the message, we are all feeling alone, its nice to be reminded we're feeling it together. Thanks.

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      JessMcCray 5 years ago from NYC

      Just beautiful! It flowed perfectly and spoke to my soul. I have felt just like and have written poems inspired by that. How you can feel all alone in a crowed room. I loved it!

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      kennynext 5 years ago from Everywhere

      To be in a crowded house and still be alone, it is solitude magnified.

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