Soar Away

I wake up in the morning to the chirping of birds to the rustle of leaves outside to the sun rising over the hills The sky outside reflects the things behind these walls stormy, cloudy, grey. No one sees me, My invisible me, As I leave the house, walk down the street and sit on the curb. I breathe in the crisp air and all of my despair breathes into me I hold my arms tight around my knees for fear of letting go of me. A bird flies smoothly but alone and soaring. Here I am alone and sitting Can I not fly, too? 'Save me', I plead, watching the bird, For I have no one else 'Make it better', I cry,and fall back for my head to hit the grass. The dew soaks through my hair and I feel the dampness on my head and in my eyes. Tears. So alone. And so I cry, hoping,pleading, for something better, or to die. Loneliness is misery, i find,and today my misery will die along with me.