A Conversation

“Alone in the world”

Someone whispers softly

Not one other around

Only my voice, quietly

 

A room all alone

It was made just for me

In the mirror, one face

That’s all I can see

 

I know then, oh I do

That that’s all I’ll need

Though I’m nothing, I’m everything

My history I bleed

Reviews

[misha]

This is a very interesting poem, good job.