Alone, alone, alone
The muffled thump
His still beating heart
Ringing through his bones
Alone, alone, alone
The rhythm of isolation
He sat and counted
Every solitary second
Alone, alone, alone
Warm blood rushing
Cool veins, like chill wind
Through his hollow home
Alone, alone, alone
A clock keeps steady track
Not one second passes back
Hear the solid, saddened tone.
Alone, alone, alone
The muffled whisper
The smile of a lost child
Forevermore. Alone.
Monday, September 22, 2008
Fatherhood
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