By Mark A Leon 

This is what its like to be alone 
Surrounded by strangers wanting to be you 
The emptiness never exposed to the crowds 
Inside a  kingdom 
Captive  and misled  

Every night 
The lights, spectacles, the crowds 
Deafening 
Yet, in the center of it all, I still stand alone 

When I close my eyes, I see all the colors inside this darkness 
A Superman in a world of mortals 
Flesh and blood 
Vulnerable and weakened by the dream 
Powered by the illusion of the rainbow 
A pot of Gold 
An immortal home facing in the wrong direction 

There was a time my world was filled with nothing but darkness 

In the darkness you all saw articulate light strengthened by the persuasive power in these eyes 

A morning fog numbed the sunlight 
A calming ease into a new day 
A break from the fantasy world of the darkness waiting patiently nearby 

A bird in the distance sings to its mate 
Brush of cars filled with strangers passing by 
Currents brush the gentle sands of time 
Coffee fills the soul one sip at a time 
Breathing is as clear as the blue sky 
The sounds of nature quench the thirst inside 

For nowin this moment 
I am not alone