Tracing Alone Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Lights of beauty, striking faces, lighting them with a special grace from above.
Turning away, running from many desires untouched, left alone, to think in a pit of hell.
Standing upright, losing self, causing no pain, finding no reason to fear or doubt any day of the future.
Facing alone, all that awaits me on the other side.
Belonging to no one, I consider the alternative to living on the edge of all that's painful, committing the other side of life.
Until ending up on shores of tomorrow, I'll forget I ever lived on earth and leave this place I call home.
No longer wandering in loneliness or feeling emptiness consuming me every minute of being alive.