How Can I?, por S. Santorus | poemas, ensayos y cuentos en Poéticous

S. Santorus

S. Santorus

How Can I?

Still feel alone?

How, when

I have friends,

I have family.

I have no right

to ask for more,

no right to want

for anything.

Yet, I feel as though

there are none beside

me.

None to hold me up.

None to hold my hand,

As I want for

Nothing Else.

(2014)

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