Alone

Alone from the rest of the world,

Detached from the horror and screams.

Determined to find a way to make it,

Alone in my shell,

Harvesting my fruits,

Preparing to make them ready.

Alone, I don’t see anybody,

Just sketches of the people and places,

I was once familiar with.

Embarking on greatness,

Despite the pressure to fall,

Alone I stand tall.

By- Chaney Bennett

Chaney Bennett was born and raised in a small town, 20 minutes outside of Baton Rouge called Gonzales. Growing up she always envisioned her self becoming a teacher, but by the time she reached high school graduation, Chaney was determined to find something more deep within her self. She began writing as much as she could, trying to find her "niche", pressing to find herself. Chaney loves writing, she never knew that until it was all she did, she enjoys it, she is desperate for it, everyday is a poem, an article, a short story to be written, to be told.