Alone
To stand in the mist
of everything.
To be surrounded by
a multitude of nations,
and feel alone is but a
crushing thought.
With every moment that
melts away.
The urgency within builds,
shadowing the mountain of pain,
erupting within my heart
soul and mind.
Copyright © Malcolm Dyer | Year Posted 2007
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