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Dec 2012
Not on my own,
Yet feeling so alone,
All are round and all are near,
Yet it’s as if nobody’s truly here,

Me, myself and I alone,
Alone in silence darkness prone,

Not around for long they are,
Empty pain prolong reaches far,
It stretches wide and stretches long,
A unbound scar ripped by wrong,

I’m my own one and only,
Bitter, sweet, dear and lonely.
Company for which my heart does bleed,
My heart a beating seed of broken need,

Left cold and left stoney,
Left bold and left lonely,
So seasons pass and seasons change,
My lonely class becomes more derange,

Forever me and forever sweet,
In all pretend and bitter deceit,
Forever my own,
Loneliness’ clone,
Forever myself and so darkness quiet and all sound do engulf,
My one and only,
Here now and always lonely.
Lesley Rautenbach
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