ALONE

It was but a mere dream  ,  
                 was it not ?  
for it is getting ever harder    
                  to distinguish between    
the viable, and the rot.    
                   Lucid thoughts    
                   and rabid eyes    
           the most honest of truths  ,  
                          between    
           the most wicked of lies    
I am more than broken  -  
  an admission more painful    
              I have never spoken    
Excuses, they abound    
   but in this madness ,    
hope ,never seemed more profound    
   
         Leaps of faith  - 
         prayers deep -
    I've made every promise    
    but I've yet one to keep    
   
     What do I want ?   
     Where am I to go ?   
  I have lived a life ,   
  but I have nothing to show    
   
Do I  share    
with creative rhyme    
the misery of days ? 
in the end    
it really doesn't matter,    
       what anyone says.  
You live your life alone. ........    
     such a lonely word.......a l o n e