Alone

Surrounded by thousands

But none understood

Browsing for drivers

To interpret reality

Yours, theirs, ours

Hoping for cousins

To drown howling,

The howling loneliness

Bred by islands,

Islands we dwelleth

Sometimes tribes scout

Loneliness’s shouting dulls

Tribes become fountains,

Fountains of friendship

Keeping you founded

Sometimes loneliness rouses

The drowning happens

Till loneliness survived,

Or you die

In the loneliness,

Alone.

#alone #poetry