by Darlene J. Coomes

Created on: May 25, 2008   Last Updated: August 08, 2008

Here I am all alone and suddenly it is frightening,
Just like when I was a child afraid of thunder and lightening.

I keep looking for that someone to make every thing all right,
And though I search and search, there is not that one in sight.

Maybe I'll just call someone and tell them on the phone,
"Won't you please come over; I don't want to be alone."

But even when I'm with them, they don't fill the empty space.
The yearning still is deep inside and quite a lonely place.

I'm in a long, dark tunnel and I think I'll never see,
But then I finally realized the light is inside me.

No matter whom I search for; no matter what they say,
I have to make me happy. There is no other way.

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