Lonesome Feeling

a poem by Priya Kalyan

Alone was I
When I came into this world;
Not knowing what my future holds.

Alone was I
When I cried with fright;
Not knowing what my future holds.

Alone was I
When I fell sick;
Not knowing what my future holds.

Alone was I
In my thoughts so deep;
Not knowing what my future holds.

Alone am I
As an individual;
Not knowing what my future holds.

Alone will I be
In my death when it comes;
Not knowing what my future holds.