A house. A green house upon a hill, hidden from downtown by tall bamboo Sprouts.…
Are We Really Alone
Are We Really Alone∗
By: ℜebekah G.
I get to walk up hills and;
through trees that grow tall!
I feel so calm.
Look out and all I see are trees;
I am not alone my mind would say
The fog rolls in and the sound of rain falls down;
I can smell the wet dirt As I kick it all up in the air.
I try to find someone tall and I ever knew why?
I watch the time pass by and I still feel clueless;
I know they are gone but I can’t let it go.
she is there like trees that cant move.
Soon the sky was bright and the sun was cool;
But the warm present feeling was gone
where am I?
and when I say I am alone I really mean I am alone!
Ever one is gone and I fell that I am the only one left!
Is this the end?