poem_062_Lonely

To be truly lonely.

I know how it feels.

You’re the one and only.

You have all the ordeals.



Even then you were always very wise.

At a young age they started your training.

People depend on you to lead into the new rise.

For you will be the one who is remaining.



Born a leader to help and to guide.

To listen and always console.

To live through so much in order to provide.

A life and story that has such extol.



This is being lonely for you live through so much.

You guide and listen and help and give.

You’ve gone through a lot that even help’s in your small touch.

To someone who really needs it, it helps them to live.



To the best extent you can, you pave the road of wretchedness.

You live to fight for the weak and ones who can’t on their own.

Thinking of this you must keep on in your progress.

And this type of life is the kind that is alone.



To be truly lonely.

I know how it feels.

You’re the one and only.

You have all the ordeals.



You do this with a kind heart.

You have so much to give.

That’s what sets you apart.

And you must continue to live.



Inspiration is in what you say.

You climb that mountain to send down the rope.

You fight for others to live another day.

To give people that feel of endless hope.



But there’s no one out there like that for you.

You stand on your own to make that path.

You never regret you have to continue.

You know you’re strong so you face the wrath.



To be truly lonely.

I know how it feels.

You’re the one and only.

You have all the ordeals.





Inspired: / Dedicated to:  My mission in life

Created on: July 16, 2005

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