Secluded

A canopy of trees stretch their arms overhead,
Interlocking their finger-like branches and shading the path
On which I walk; silent and lonesome in the elements
Of secluded nature where I travel.
My thoughts chaotic though my external smile
Reveals nothing but a calm and reserved appearance
But here, in this path, I quietly break down for a while
Letting the seldom rays of sun glint off my trailing tears.
I hear the animals rustle in the bushes all around me,
Whispering and chatting amongst themselves as I move,
This walk was one to release me from the suppressed sadness I've kept
A secret. Now it is a mere reminder of what I have come to avoid.
The uneasy ground crunches beneath my footsteps,
Twigs snap and leaves crumple,
My sighs reverberating off of paled trees
As I get lost in the city's dried grass jungle.
I can hear faint whispers swirl around my ears,
Laughing and snickering as I go
Telling each other that I am just another girl
Looking for some lucky wind to blow.
Secluded, I walk to nowhere in particular
Just long and far enough so I can think
About the beauty of the nature I so miss
And the damage this loneliness has had on me.