To Sit All Alone

I sit so alone in the chill of the night
I feel in my heart a hand takes a hold
How is it so that I feel this great fright
This fear isn't young, this fear is quite old
All of the dreams crying at midnight, told
Oh how I'm sad, so alone in this dark
Let the flame in my heart, yield and ignite 
To begin my journey, too timid to embark.

To walk each step, to blur out of sight
To hold to the words that I said all so bold
To bow in my heart, my soul is contrite
How easy it was, my ambitions I sold
I sat there lonely, not to be controlled
Oh how I'm sad, so alone in this dark
I can not control this, this horrible fright
I must not allow myself not to embark.

I rejected your counsel, your words of insight
With my arms crossed, eyes I but rolled
How can I grasp the essence of light
When paranoid actions tend to enfold
The uncertain man with a touch all too cold
I must not be sad, so alone in the dark
For I can control this, this horrible fright
I will take these few steps, now I'll embark

I say this hopefully for my fear has been told
I hope more who sit, so alone in the dark
Will open their eyes and look not so cold
Will stand up and, dare to embark
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Goff Avatar
May 22, 2013 at 5:30 PM
Jordan....i know this feeling ..thanks for bringing it out so vividly....thanks, also, for stopping by...jimbo
Phillips Avatar
April 4, 2013 at 10:01 PM
This is a beautiful piece. I hope that you will that that bold step and walk out of the dark.
Andresen Avatar
March 23, 2013 at 2:26 PM
- A deep and touching poem, hoping someone will take your hand (and your heart). - Have a great weekend! - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)
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