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All Alone... But, I'm Just at Home!
Amber, Age 16, Bay City, TX

Lately I’ve been having the same reoccurring dream,
Or more like a nightmare, it would seem.

I’m walking through a valley of anger and pain
To where no one knows,
Until I find myself buried knee deep in lost souls.

The roads I travel its path so narrow and long,
Am I to turn left, to a dying love, is that right? Or
Am I to turn right to misplaced hate or is that wrong?

I can see myself and I’m screaming “Don’t go that way,”
Because I know where I’ll be lead on a road that’s not paved.

I meet some creatures on my journey,
And I look through them and their filth and am downed in yearning.

They don’t like me nor do they care,
They don’t understand me, they wish I wasn’t there.

But, I continue on, careful not to say a word,
When suddenly I hear the sound of a gun and down to my feet falls a
bird.

A bird of such beauty and radiance outside and within,
I thought to kill a mocking bird was considered a sin.

Although shocked and appalled by my discovery,
I’m forced to move on and forget what’s in front of me.

Pressing forward with great strides,
I feel and sense of hope and comfort only to be oppressed with a
sense of lies.

Now its getting cold and the lights are fading,
I walk faster to reach my destination,
When finally I do arrive no one is waiting.

I hear no hellos, I’ve missed you, how have you been?
Instead my only greeting is ugly looks and nasty grunts from those
creatures again.

Now I’m sure that I’m alone,
Please god don’t let it be so,
No wait hold on, look how much you’ve grown,
You’re strong you can make it on your own!

Then abruptly I realize, yes I’m still alone,
But it’s not a nightmare it’s just another day at home!

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