Alone,
I find myself,
I know myself,
I have some inner peace.
I clear my mind,
Easily find
The thing which I am searching for.
Within a group,
Within a crowd,
The voices all become too loud.
I cannot think,
I cannot find--
The noises make me all too blind.
I cannot think--
A well of fear--
I have to get away from here!
I'm all alone
Safe in my home
I'm with my inner self.
At company
With only me
I'm finally no longer lonely.
This is a collection of the poetry of Troy Camplin. As each poem is always a work in progress, comments and criticisms will be taken into consideration, and changes, perhaps, made.
Monday, February 15, 2021
Alone at Last!
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