Alone In The Crowd - Poem by Elizabeth Sheaffer
Sitting at a desk in a brightly lit room,
Surrounded by people, but still so alone...
Fighting a feeling of impending doom;
A chill in the room that cuts to the bone.
I've not seen your face in many a day.
The thought of you makes my heart ache so.
Missing your voice; it' so hard to be gay.
Happiness escapes wherever I go.
Dining alone in a quiet cafe'.
Delicious food still seems so bland.
Brown briefcase; a nice attache'.
Fighting to meet life's many demands.
I'm trying to pull myself together
Before I completely fall apart.
Battling to stay above the weather
That brings a chill to my lonely heart.
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