by Angelica Gunko
(South Africa, Boksburg)
No one to care for, to hug, to love.
All on my own, soaring high above.
I walk on the streets, staying in the shadows.
As it rains I hide my tears that form puddles.
I swim through the ocean splashing about.
I walk through the sand left from the drought.
All on my own, no one to miss.
Like the tears that spilt from our last goodbye kiss.
You left me, on my own. I tried to talk, I tried to phone.
But you left me here, you left me all alone.