I am living with no one else around. <br />The only soul that is inhaling in air. <br />There is only one sound, <br />And that is the wind blowing through my hair. <br />The streets are empty. <br />This city has turned into a ghost town. <br />Food that is plenty, <br />As if I was a king with his crown. <br />My lover has gone. <br />Friends and family are no where to be found. <br />Not even a bug on my front lawn. <br />And not even one dog at the pound. <br />My journey is to see if any life form is shown. <br />Until then, I walk alone.<br /><br />Jacque Hardison<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-walk-alone-sonnet/
