Utterly Alone
Jennaya O'Neill
Disclaimer: I so wish I owned them, and would be more than willing to accept them as a gift!
Dedicated to Anna – who showed me the way.
Sitting alone in the dark
Tears stinging the back of my eyes
Holding it together as I count to soften my breath
Lashes blinking the tears away so not to fall
Lifting my blue eyes to look out at this strange city
Seeing the splendor
Yet being ever so alone
Utterly alone
I used to serve
Then I had a purpose in my life
Now I'm hidden away from sight
Never felt so alone as I do at this moment
So I slip away quietly completely unnoticed
How can a hero in a city full of people be utterly alone?