Here I Am Alone Poem by David Lacey

Here I Am Alone



How strange it is that I should feel this way,
Disjointed, disillusioned, isolated from the day.
How strange it is that I could feel this way,
Disjointed, disillusioned, lost within dismay.

A deeper blue than I’ve ever known beckons beyond my shoulder
Each moment I grow older, each moment a lifetime’s fading

Self pity breeds self destruction, yet how am I to construct
A world of splendour when I am forever scared to face endeavour?

Sick I am of fading in and out of blue,
Always I am waiting for the moment that I find you
Longing for the Love I offer from deep within my blue.

Outside you stride un-willing to hide
From insecurities bred through paranoia.
Here I remain, paining soft and slow,
Growing more and more annoyed with myself
For placing hope upon the shelf and allowing
Demons to toy within this heart of mine.

I feel as though I could unleash a flood of tears upon the world
That is if I were not so bound so tight within the fears I harbour.
In seeking the words to reveal the way I feel
I’m continually loosing myself within a recess of confusion.

Why is it that I am forever scared to face the world beyond my window?

I envy you, you of honest soulful eyes,
Each second you amaze me as together
We attempt to seek redemption
Upon our journey through the skies.

Here I am alone, knowing that I could be beside you
Taking in the spectacle of ancient funeral rites.
Here I am alone, wasting away, sinking in the blue,
Here I am alone, smoking away the night.

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