I am walking through the forest,
The very lonely forest, all by myself,
No one to speak to, no one to touch,
I’m all alone feeling sad and betrayed.
I am walking past the dark, drowning shadows,
To the flowing river to face my death,
No one to speak to, no one to save me,
I’m all alone as I set forth to face my doom.
I take a breath of fresh air,
And enter a place so foreign to me,
No one to speak to, no one to fall on,
I’m all alone in a place I must call home.
The further I go, the clearer it becomes,
And the less I ache,
No one to speak to but myself,
That’s when I realized, ONLY I CAN SAVE MYSELF.
This poem was written/submitted by NatsVille.