Alone Poem by Tasha Thomson
Alone
Alone I walk the streets at night
Alone I deflate myself with this razor-sharp knife
Alone I was, alone I stay
Alone I live this life like a bomb site
Alone I sleep, alone I eat
Alone I breathe, alone I cheat
Alone I walk, alone I run
Alone I weep, alone I shriek
Alone, the bubble in which I remain
Alone I puncture my wounded veins
Alone I am, no love to send
Alone I am, astray to the end.
Tasha The Poem is good in the making of. But I think that Poems is a good way of life and I hope that you never really feel this way. Michael G. Gorske
so poignant....but beautifully written the word alone is used so many times and it makes this piece many times more alluring....i wish you never have to be alone do write more thanks for sharing this wonderful piece love, payal
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 5:25:00 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Thankyou! And no I never feel alone.