Voices Of The Future Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Standing back, realizing the voices of the future have gone beyond me.
Following the sounds left from their lonely echoes in caverns of my mind.
Adjusting, not to well, to things that have been changing in ever increasing numbers.
Letting go of every emotion, wallowing in self-pity, all by myself, no one else can linger alongside me.
Staying alone and not feeling anything in place of your presence in my life.