Loneliness

Tristan Hornberger

Alone with thoughts that never waver, A world of words unsaid that spiral without remorse, A sense of isolation forever to encroach, A wonder of worth that has fallen too low,

In time those ideas will come to falter, With patience those unspoken words will have no source, And soon the world will join you in your reproach, A wonder of worth rising to the stars aglow. The haze of things left undone of a life unlived and a story unsung.

You fall slowly back into the abyss of thoughts as the sound of a bell is rung.