Alone, All Alone... Poem by 3mvi 3mvi

All alone, left all alone,
People come and go leaving behind just a widow,
Of past memories all gone,
All dressed for their own gloomy, funeral.

All alone, left all alone,
Thine mirror of broken glasses
Shaped in caskets of brusing stones
And thrown in basckets of melting bones.

All alone, left all alone,
Gales of wind, blowing from within
Like a fiend, compelled to mourn,
Hear it's groan of dying sin...

So rely on thine own bright self
For no one, but no one, will share the light of their own good wealth.

So-bear-in-mind!