Wandering the streets,
Alone.
In complete darkness,
With the only sound,
Being your own footsteps.
Trying to get away,
From a world,
Where you are,
Alone.
Trying to get away,
From a place.
A place of torture,
A place of pain.
A place of sadness and tears.
A place,
Where you are,
Alone.
Still wandering the streets,
With no destination.
Alone.
(c) 27th November 2007 Selina Gurgacz
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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