To Stand Alone in Painful Sorrow

To Stand Alone in Painful Sorrow

To stand alone in painful sorrow,
while tears are wept for anguish felt,
and silent cries into the night
go unheard and unacknowledged
for the turbulent trials that are faced.

To stand alone in the harsh grip of grief
while a lifetime of memories ebb away
on tears spilled into graveyard earth,
remembering what was once lived,
remembering what was once felt,
remembering what is now lost.

To stand alone in the face of soul wrenching abuse,
while fists of rage touch upon gentle skin,
and words of hate batter the soul,
little by little, chipping away strength
and an identity of self.

To stand alone amidst the tremors of life's trials,
and survive to stand again tomorrow
and face the renewing dawn,
battle worn and tear stained,
and walk amongst the living,
and know that there is hope,
because they are still here.



Author's Notes: Even through pain and sorrow, there can be hope. If you truly desire it, it will gleam in the most unexpected places. You are never truly alone. Brightest Blessings!