'It's only me' by Tommy Dean LoMaglio

Together we can make it past
Only if this moment lasts
Melting down those fragile hours
Meliciously the time’s devoured

Yesterday is a lost tomorrow
Darkened light bringing sorrow
Extinguished flame atop a candle
And my hand alone can grasp the handle

Nearer, Nearer lurks this fear
Lurking close to find me here
Oh, and then it’s plain to see
My fate is made by me, and only me

And as the thought shook my soul
Gloom and fright swallowed me whole
Lost, though I am, I still play this role
I can’t imagine that it could be
Only me, It’s only me

'It's only me' by Tommy Dean LoMaglio

Tommy LoMaglio

Rochester, United States

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This poem is an accrostic of my name.
It’s about fate. I put my name into the poem because I honestly believe that we have full control over where we wind up in life.

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