Treasure Island

Paula Lubbe

(31-10-1991 / Pretoria)


Alone always in darkness,
this feeling of despair,
everything is so lifeless,
too much pain to share.

Alone I stand in this open space,
the cold air on my flesh,
there is no happy ending in this case,
death would be the best.

Alone I suffer, alone I stand
the blade still in my shivering hand,
alone I weep, alone I bleed
Alone I die, no help to plead.

Alone no more now that I am freed.

Submitted: Thursday, March 25, 2010

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  • Henry Brown (3/28/2010 12:20:00 AM)

    A very deep poem. I trust you are not alone but have some real friends in this world. Nice write that tugs at the strings of the heart (Report) Reply

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