ramblings

alone

Here I stand

A solitary figure

Looking over the emptiness

Wondering how the world

Ever went wrong

I stand alone

And look at the remains

Of something torn apart

I stand alone

In the rubble

And look downward at it all

I shake my head in disappointment

At how the place I created

Is now broken

Alone I watch as my people suffer

After breaking themselves

A/N: Yet another piece for PoetsPub. This time, it's for a competition.

A/N: So the competition results came in! I was one of the six finalists, and after two days of voting, three winners were decided, with my name not among them. Many congratulations to the three winners, your poems were true works of art.