All I Have Is Myself
Echoes tremble through the cave,
Where names are carved in soundless grave.
No tether holds, no anchor stays,
I walk alone through mirrored haze.
The world was taught to turn its back,
To scorn the soul that walks the track.
No arms outstretched, no voice to call,
No safety net beneath my fall.
Yet in this void, my fire breathes,
I stitch my wounds with silent sheaths.
A kingdom forged in solitude,
Where I am all, where all is crude.
Where names are carved in soundless grave.
No tether holds, no anchor stays,
I walk alone through mirrored haze.
The world was taught to turn its back,
To scorn the soul that walks the track.
No arms outstretched, no voice to call,
No safety net beneath my fall.
Yet in this void, my fire breathes,
I stitch my wounds with silent sheaths.
A kingdom forged in solitude,
Where I am all, where all is crude.
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Background: This poem explores themes of isolation and self-reliance. It portrays a person who has been abandoned or rejected by society, forced to become their own source of strength. The “mirrored haze” suggests self-reflection, while “a kingdom forged in solitude” signifies their eventual acceptance of their loneliness.
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