Abandoned

In remote plains, the best laid plans are made

in absence, the dull ache again, do I make the grade?

deserted just the thoughts and I, am I enough?

am I good, do I belong? these questions are tough

In distant reflections, the days seem to go on

no anticipation, away in a land far flung

A hermit to the outside world, isolated to fend alone

can I go on, am I that Strong, what if my chance is blown?

This place seems alien, am I the invader?

or have I come to meet my maker?

did I take a wrong turn, end up in space?

or did I climb some ornate staircase?

Abandoned like a shopping cart, left to rust, on a empty road

loneliness teases me, it's mischievous dialogue goads

Tells me lies disguised as truth, makes me believe that I'm no use

so I go outside, listen to the songbirds sing, no more being a recluse

Thanks for reading.

Peace & Love.

Kyle.