Here I am simply alone Walking the brisk city's twilight Wandering mind, restless soul I feel the world turning tonight You can smell the air of change about And yet still alone Traveling this road boldly forward Nothing is new, every man's been here Is there a goal even to head toward? What a desolate road travelled so often Forever alone will it ever end? Why so hard just to find one's self Then one day it all falls apart Suddenly it hits you - create your self Sounds simple but the struggle is hard Alone maybe but it doesn't matter And all in all thats all that it is The one truth that unites us all The simple fact of the matter is this We are all sadly, desperately, wonderfully, blissfully alone.
I like the twist at the end of "wonderfully, blissfully". I would challenge you to write it without using the word "alone" except there at the end... more showing "alone" then telling... walking the brisk city's twilight does "show" but drop those lines that talk about alone "and yet still alone". It would be good to draw more visuals/sounds from the city into this like you have in the first stanza
