The Empty Streets

August 5, 2010
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A thousand times I have traveled,
barefoot through the snow.
Down these empty streets,
that seem, so very cold.

I have tracks that led me forward
and others attempted back.

'But why go back?

There's no one there.
For these streets are nearly bare.

Snow fills them up
and my undecided feet just walk.

I trudge on forward continuing my search.

Seeking out to find a person. Someone just like me.

Someone who wants answers, not theories.

Demands for attention.
Instead of begging.

Just one person who'll understand.

Not someone who looks at life going through the hour glass like sand.

I take another step.

In hopes to find someone or anything at all.

I've been walking this way for way to long. I started when it was nearly fall.

I hear a noise.

A crunch of snow.

A squirrel? Bunny?


My eyes widen, as I turn around to see.

Bare feet walking in the same tracks as me.

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Icouldntthinkupaname said...
Feb. 21, 2011 at 11:34 pm
_Hidden_Shadows said...
Aug. 30, 2010 at 12:12 am
You have a very creative mind. I admire your work. I am a Literacy teacher at a High School. And I don't think I see any of my seniors produce work like your. Great Job. Keep it up because I'd like to read more.
_Hidden_Shadows replied...
Aug. 30, 2010 at 12:13 am
opps. I meant yours. Sorry, I was just typing fast.
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