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| I am alone... A few friends to call my own. A family around most all the time.. Yet I am all alone... I hurt, I ache, and yes, I feel pain... I nurture, I love, and I condone. I cry at the realization.. That I am so alone.. I look at you & relive the memories... Night after night of waiting by the phone. Had you died or never came home... Would I be any more alone? When I speak the truth outloud... The cold harsh words come out as a groan.. My eyes widen in acknowledgement.. That here I am so alone.. I can be surrounded by many.. Ones all my life I have known.. But even amidst the laughing voices.. I remain so alone.. I have given more than my share. My own life I chose to postpone.. Trying over and over to be loved.. Only to be all alone... I have never felt loved by you.. That chills me to the bone.. The emotions you threw back at me.. Left no doubt I was so alone.. Now reality has forced my heart.. To accept what it has always known.. That to stay here with you.. Would still leave me all alone.. Debbie Dodson September 18, 2000 |
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