Alone In a Big, Bright World
Alone, alone and watching the midnight full moon
Alone, alone and carrying a curse that should feel like a boon
Alone, alone in a lonely house and peering into the wintry, foggy gloom
Alone, alone in a big, bright world and it seems the only one alone is a loon.
Alone, alone and staring into the fire
Alone, alone and sinking, into the bog, into the mire
Alone, alone in the heart of the woods and watching a burning pyre
Alone, alone in a big, bright world and it seems the only one alone is a liar.
Alone, alone and looking into my soul
Alone, alone and knowing, never can I fill this hole
Alone, alone in a dark void and surviving without a goal
Alone, alone in a big, bright world and it seems the only one alone is not whole.
Alone, alone and standing, facing the sea
Alone, alone and not knowing what might be
Alone, alone in the darkness and feeling it creeping over me
Alone, alone in a big, bright world and it seems the only one alone is me.
Copyright © Anon Poet | Year Posted 2012
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