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Alone
by Dana E BrossardI find myself alone,
A deep unsettling silence
Fills my bones with dread.
My dreams of terror,
Sap at my strength
Shattering my peace.
Deep down I feel it,
A sense of wrongness
Plaguing my soul.
Alone I sit hearing
The whispers of horror,
My demons slowly rise.
Tearing and screaming,
Rushing headlong for me,
Fear clutches my heart.
The shadows of my mind taunt me,
As the demons tear me,
And I cry alone in misery. 12/17/2003 Posted on 12/18/2003
Copyright © 2025 Dana E Brossard
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Maureen Glaude on 12/18/03 at 04:30 AM definitely an ominous foreboding in this. I had hoped that soon, with the latest news events, things were more settled and safe and even wrapping up. But I'm sure the whole experience of going to war is so haunting and life-changing. Strong, eerie and sad. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 01/22/15 at 02:25 PM this poem has such a Psalm 23 feel to it, save it feels less optimistic, nevertheless it is quite beautiful. |
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