Walking away from everyone,
I start to go in deep thought,
Putting words together.
I voice them out like a man possessed,
People walk on by,
Taking no notice,
Getting on with their non-existent life.
These people have no answers,
Only answers for themselves,
We are here,
So what led me to this point of madness?
Was it the thought, I was alone?
My heart left to go on, on it’s own.
Looking for a home,
A place where we are safe,
That is where they are going.
I had home but I left.
I found a second,
Soon I learned to hate,
It was the people that were a part of it.
So I try to write my voice,
None of what I write makes sense.
I carry on walking,
Always thinking out of the box,
That is what got me here.
I walk into the road a car narrowly misses me.
I hear the driver shouting some sort of abuse,
I laugh to myself.
I reach into my pocket for all my pennies,
Throwing them all at the toothless tramp.
He grinned with delight,
Saying thank you for every penny I gave.
He had a reason to be here,
I have to find mine,
I can’t keep on walking through like a zombie.
I am here today, the day is mine.
Joseph Tanner
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/walking-away-15/
