And I was alone with my thoughts. <br /> <br />Memories swirl in a unison of faith. <br />Change has been inevitably declined. <br />Passion bleeds from walls glittered gold. <br /> <br />And I was alone with my thoughts. <br /> <br />Recipe for destruction gilded on the page. <br />A gift purely given like forgotten trash. <br />Forever has no distinction beyond now. <br /> <br />And I was alone with my thoughts. <br /> <br />Authority is a prodigy of laziness. <br />Wealth measured by free-flowing barriers. <br />Sensuality is a brand no longer tangible. <br /> <br />And I was alone with my thoughts. <br /> <br />Swinging on a broken rope of promise. <br />The puddle is full of cracks. <br />Feminine impression embedded on the seat. <br /> <br />And I was alone with my thoughts. <br /> <br />Glistening prisms of a generation forgotten. <br />Barriers instilled on a broken mirror. <br />Reflections stagnant with happenstance. <br /> <br />And I was alone. <br /> <br />Copyright 2006 A.J. McKinley<br /><br />A.J. McKinley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/and-i-was-alone/
