Sad Poems

Alone

I am alone, in spite of love,
In spite of all I give and take,
In spite of all your tenderness,
Sometimes I am not glad to live.
I am alone, as though I stood,
On the highest peak of the
Tired gray world,
About me, only swirling snow,
Above me, endless space unfurled
With earth hidden and heaven hidden, And only my own spirit's pride
To keep me from the peace of those
Who are not lonely, having died.