Alone

In my low times, I feel alone in the world.
No one is here for me.
I have no one to turn
To that may ease my sorrows
Many empty tomorrows.

I stretch out 
With my feelings
Seeking some solace
They come back to me
Empty, gathering nothing, no one to be.

Then, I wake to another 
Sunrise
Hope restored
I return to myself
A person
Some people
The Universe
Start writing a new verse.

© Timothy E. Wahlstrom, July 03, 2024