Alone

Alone
The word itself cold as a stone
No noises, phones
No creaks or groans No moans
No friends in homes no lovers
No one to discover to uncover
No loving brother
Not another soul
No tolls from joyous bells
How do we fight an enemy comes from within ourselves
How do we go without
How do we stay devout
When all we want to do is shout
Out loud
And ask for someone to be there
To ask him where theres one to care
For
Or with
About
Is this some myth
Some misunderstanding that
We should be landing one some shore
Not stuck out in gales with sails that tore
No wind, no sails, no oars
Just drifting on this tide before us
Towards a horizon that will ignore us
Perhaps abhor us
Tough.