Thursday 4 June 2015

Self-Publishing Project

Walking Alone


Walking alone at night,
I am away from the noisy world.
Silence is the loudest sound.

I will be home a little
Earlier,go back to the home where
light was off;
Dirty dishes sleep where they sleep this morning.
Everyone I know is hundreds of kilometres away,
But I am alone in my apartment.

No one knows that I am home earlier tonight,
To wait for a familiar voice, a familiar shadow, a familiar...
Or a surprise?
When I wrap myself with my memories and thoughts,
They make me warm and strong.

It's my mistake.
I should not be home this early, when
No one is home.