I stand. Just me. The only
I stand here alone in this desolate space
No expression on my face because,
I...am The Only.
No one knows what it means to be The Only
'Cuz its only me. Misunderstood.
Or maybe, its not a misunderstanding, but more of a lack.
A lack of time and effort to find what it is I carry on my back.
So I'll tell you.
I carry forgotten dreams and lost hopes
I carry the chains and the ropes
The shackles and cuffs that binds one from expression
The same chains and ropes that holds one in depression.
So I sit, to tired to stand anymore.
Writing down words that only scratch the surface of true emotion
As my hand graces the paper, my pen bleeds with the same pain I feel.
I lay. Just me. The only
I stand here alone in this desolate space
No expression on my face because,
I am The Only.
So Lonely
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lay. Just me. The only I stand here alone in this desolate space No expression on my face because, I am The Only. So Lonely................you are the one who can carry the world along with firm resolve. rest all will follow automatically... you have to go alone in this struggle and take it granted u will never be misunderstood.....lovley write i appriciate....10 read mine yes to to...hopes against hopes... you go alone..lord..humble submission