Here in this old house.
The doors creak and the roof shacks.
The wind howls and the trees rustle.
But there is no one here just me, my self and I.
There’s not even a mouse.
I’m all alone.
My only family and friends are my thoughts and emotions.
So I sit in this dusty dark corner with my thoughts of some one joining me.
But I am alone.
I’m all alone with my emotions of pain, sadness, and fear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem