Walking down the path I go
I look around but I all I see
are faces I don't care about
or even know
All I care about is me
Just ignore everything I think
So I press on to my site
Without much of a glance
My face is a sink
Emotions draining out of sight
At last I arrive
Something is clawing inside
I'm not satisfied
When I am alone I thrive
But now I am left on the hillside
Everyone else is alone
However, not alone together
Solo, independent, single
Bodies straight and faces of stone
We are reluctant to help or care.....
altogether
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Thoughts as Words
Poetry"Breathe in experience, breathe out poetry" -Muriel Rukeyser "The crown of literature is poetry." -W. Somerset Maugham Poetry is truly a powerful way to display one's feelings, thoughts, and opinions. Sit back, relax, and let th...
