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The Alone

Updated on November 16, 2011


Underneath the blood and flesh

Underneath my heavy breath

Lays a meaning I do not know

Which holds the direction I should go

When I was a naïve and an impressionable boy

Life was simplistic, like playing with a toy

I have grown now, become a man

Now it’s time to have a plan

Fearful of the future my heart sinks

To the boy I was, my mind and heart still links

Failure and darkness over takes my thought

Alone I feel, left to rot

On my knees I look to Him

Yet still my soul aches in the dim

For I'm a young man and manhood has just begun

Why can't I see that when I look to the son?


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      Frank Atanacio 6 years ago from Shelton

      this hub was very well written.. up and awesome my friend