Ann T. Poet Free verse

Alone

Alone,
Again.
My thoughts- incessant.
I fight to find
Complete 
In me.

To rest my head
No one upon.
I struggle 
To see
The good 
In me.

I cry 
Blind tears.
The hate 
I’ve stirred, 
Inside of others,
I will never know.

So here 
I stand
Embattled 
Again.

Alone.

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Carolyn Devonshire June 28, 2009 at 3:46 PM Anyone who can write this way must have a lot of good in them. We all feel like this sometimes, but you have expressed it so well. Excellent write! Love, Carolyn