He stands tall and regal,
Above and away from all others.
There's a word to describe this man.

His eyes are darkened,
By pain and grief.
Is the word I want aloof?

Hardly.

I can still see shadows,
Of children playing,
Of friends and family.
Maybe the word's abandoned.

Nay.

This man is the abandoner,
Set apart by mistruths and uncertainty.
There are many words to describe this man,
Perhaps I'll never know.
But I think the word I want,
Is simply Alone.

I wanted to write a really cool authors note, but then I remembered, I suck at that sort of thing... *cries*
Oh well, I hope you enjoyed my poem-thing.
Copyright goes to marvel. (cos they're awesome like that)