NaPoWriMo Day 3

Today's quote:

"The true poet is all the time a visionary and whether with friends or not, as much alone as a man on his death bed." ~W.B. Yeats

Today's prompt: Write about something that scares you.


Today's poem:

Partly Alone

She sits in the middle of a crowd,
Lets the talk drift over her
As she nods and 'hmm's,
Smiles and laughs.

She wants to be taken seriously,
To lead the way
And take the floor,
But she can only blush,
Unable to breach the gap
Between her and everybody else.

She doesn't show
How the loneliness creeps
Slowly round the edges,
Her biggest fear
And her greatest talent:
To stand alone in a crowd.