Alone At Last! Poem by Laurore Jean Pierre

Floating on the clouds with no
destination no one to look to
no more need of being scared
of who I am truly
for once I could be my self.
you live to die why not live
life alone, less pain.
Real decisions and mistakes
are made alone, why not the
road to destiny
I let the wind carry me I
depend on destiny.
My trust have been betrayed
now that I'm alone I can breath
no better friend than one's self.
Alone at last I feel free.