The Last One Standing

The Last One Standing

A Poem by Dennis Shanaberg
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Emotion and some world play

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No one.
I am
No one
Wants me here.
I am no
One
Of these days
I might just
Leave
Here.

Because I am always
The last one standing.
Oh-I am the last one standing.
Alone.
I am always the last one standing.
I am standing alone.
Alone.

Somewhere.
I am
Not here
Is not where I belong.
Maybe
Some
Where
Can I find someone
Whose feelings are strong.
As strong as the ones that I feel beating in my chest.

Because I am always
The last one standing.
Oh-I am the last one standing.
Alone.
I am always the last one standing.
I am standing alone.
Alone.

I want to fight for
Love
Is always hiding in
Shadows
Take my mind.
I want to have some
One
Who at least wants me beside them.
In whom they can confide in.
And tell all their worries to.

Because I am always
The last one standing.
Oh-I am the last one standing.
Alone.
I am always the last one standing.
I am standing alone.
Alone.

No one.
I am
No one
Wants me here.
I am no
One
Of these days
I might just
Leave
Here.

© 2010 Dennis Shanaberg


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A powerful poem. Sometime we need to find a better place to be. Many roads to choose from.
Coyote

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Dennis Shanaberg
Dennis Shanaberg

Mentor, OH



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