Deepest Canyons Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Feeling totally alone, left to my own devices,
no one around to talk to for a minute.

Relating back to all the circles of emptiness
I have traversed through in all the years of
my life.

Accustomed to the fit of lonely emotions, draping
me protectively from all those who would ignore
and leave me stranded on shores of bereft eternity.

Falling upon deepest canyons, echoes calling from
their depths, grasping my mind and not allowing
any movement in directions of happiness or
fulfillment.