maybe it wouldn’t be in vain

I am alone

No one can see me

And sometimes
Being alone is the worst

I always detach myself from situations
I always have this feeling
That I’m recording this train wreck

For who?

Someone else?

Perchance if you can . . .
can leave a record
A trace in the dust
An echo in the chambers
Then maybe it wouldn’t be in vain

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Chyfrin the Celtic poet

Artist, Poet, Electrical/Biomedical Engineer, Actor, Playwright, Set construction, Educator, Lover of womankind and single malt scotch

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