In the night,
I stand alone.
As a raven on his perch.
The darkness has now engulfed me.
I think of him,
Even though it will probably send him farther away.
Sickly anticipation envelops my heart.
So here I am,
Lost in these perilous glooms,
Waiting for him,
With an unrequited heart.
In the empty night,
I stand alone.
As quiet as the desert.
For every tear I waste,
I lose another ray of hope.
He claims another piece of me.
As an invading army over surrendured lands.
I love him,
But he will never return my love.
In the dark I stand alone.
Through the nauseating throbbing of my heart,
Waiting to be broken again.
I still fight to be present in his heart.
In the dark I stand alone.
As a lost wolf waiting for their mate,
I stand alone.
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I Stand Alone (Poetry Book)
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