Jesse Rowe Poet Monorhyme

Going Alone

I'm walking the path my father had shown.
It's the only way that I've ever known.
This cold empty throne 
of iron and stone;
Going alone

This solitude chills and cuts to the bone.
It seems it's a weight I'll carry alone.
The "nothing" I've sown
Is now over-grown
Going alone

And so I stay haunted by ghosts of my own
Who lifelessly stare and deathlessly moan.
My mind's soundless drone 
speaks in monotone.
Going alone

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Michelle Faulkner March 5, 2019 at 2:01 PM So many excellent lines, "empty throne/of iron and stone" and "a weight I'll carry alone" just a couple, must Fave this one!