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.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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