Solitude Poem by Alynna Mikael

Lying in my gloomy room
I feel so weak and doom
Thinking about tomorrow
will it be another day for sorrow?

No it can't be
I told myself with glee
For every morning means hope
& every problem should be cope

Staring at the dark, calm, sky
Admiring those scintillating iota with a sigh
Reminds me that once I had dreamed
But everything was put aside in a bin

Trying hard to keep myself strong
But gently falling down in pieces because of the throng
The immense calmness of the atmosphere
Makes me crave for someone or a peer

Can I make it through this rain?
I shuddered enough to face those pain
How long must I suffer?
Shall I give my life to make things over?

No, no! I shouldn't give up!
I got to make it through the top
It's my purpose on living in this earth
and no one can stop me even the fiery hearth