Here On My Own

Alone on my own

I painted my world

Words with no lovely colors

but raindrops and storms

Sighing along

with the brushes of the cold winds

my heart  rhyming 

the melody of my pain...

Alone on my own...

Here on my own

I will be

with just the mists

of the memories 

here in the space in time

where I belong

here in my silence 

I will breathe 

'til the last line of my poetry

Here on my own...

        Manuelle Augustine 

               @2242016