The lonely feelings...
The night air is crisp and cold...
and your not alone...
but you feel out of place...
even in your own home...
Your in a crowd...
lots of folk...
but even then...
you feel the choke...
The need to be alone...
is all you feel ...
to get in a room...
to close and seal...
To be alone..
is all I ask..
to sit there...
sometimes is the task...
To sit and think...
and not use my brain...
I need the quite...
to remain quite sane...
But then I need ...
the love of friends...
the companionship...
buds to the end...
We should love our time...
that we spend alone...
but don’t forget...
the light friends have shone....
R. Alford Stewart 5 Oct, 1999
