Alone
She sits alone
in a lonesome chair
waiting, wishing
for someone to appear
for someone to be there
to hold her hand
and sing her songs
and be her friend
but no one comes
so she sits some more
in the darkness and gloom
the only one
in an empty room
and prays for someone
to come for her soon
but no one comes
then finally, she goes to sleep
prays to God her soul to keep
and silently begins to weep
into the darkness of the room
the bottomless pit of dark and gloom
and sobs for someone to save her
from her doom
but no one comes
frantically, she reaches out
hand outstretched
grasping for an arm, a hand
a heart, to save her from the dark
she finds one
rises from her chair
out of the darkness, the deep despair
guided into the light by a helping hand
a loving heart
been there all the time
waiting outside the door
no one comes,
but she goes
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