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I Am Now, Alone

I am now, alone.

For someone that I did care about, spoke "ill" of me, today;

and my heart does swell up with teardrops that mine eyes cannot address.

For, no longer do those teardrops belong solely to said eyes,

my whole body must cause them to digest.

 

I am now, alone.

For the soul that has cast this shadow 'cross my heart,

shared not, the value of my worth, with me...

and cared not, that I'd be doomed to an inner gravity,

that would, and surely could become the anchor to adhere me to the sea...

 

..that leaves me 'lone, now.

For the vocalization that occurred, caused me to swallow every word...

..which, in turn, can only taint and remove the colors from my soul.

Because, for them I truly cared...admired...and respected.

But now, I'm left...completely unprotected,

 

and all alone, now.

free of the faith I had in me, and what I felt about their "Legacy".

For now, in the quiet sorrow of the Library of my Recollections,

I can only feel the sorrow that puts Gravity to shame...

..in comparison, our gravitational pull...is much too tame...

 

..and I'm all alone, now.

Gone is my perspective of self, and my shattered crystal clarity, falls from the shelf;

and, forever present...are the shards of broken trust, that impede my way...

..that cause wounds, severe enough to make me stray.

So disgusted with my journey am I, that I forget to breathe.

 

Truly, I am now alone.

So I turn my eyes towards the Dawn....and once again, I understand.

Our journeys can only test our mettle, through comparisons.

You've added circumstances that made my journey even longer,

making me even stronger; so, in a way.....through my solitude, you lent me...your hand...

..so, truly..... I am not alone.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

— docmaverick, Mar 08, 2008

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Region, Country: The High Desert, in the wild west, southern California, U.S. of A.., USA

Favorite Poets: Keates, Poe, Dickinson, and Dr. Seuss. There are a smattering of others, but why bother listing 'em all, ya know?, I also rely on a few of our poets, here....for advice, and what not. I couldn't possibly explain what a fountain of live, effective knowledge we have...right here in our midst ! To catch a glimmer of brilliance, merely visit: the Stream.

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bayoujeanette

18 years 3 months ago

I like this poem

I re-read it and I like the way it ends the last part makes the poem work . Thanks, Jeanette