As you walked out

Being Alone,
can sometimes be a normal, pleasant thing for me.
A time for thinking, for searching inside to find the self I'm trying to hide.
For feelings to come out good and strong, that have been hiding all along.
To look real hard for many of year, and never get any further than tears.
To also pull back, from many of friends, just to see around the next bend.
To look into the future ahead, and end up crying in my bed.
To stand upon a beautiful hill,
alone, quiet, peaceful, and still.
Many of times, I wonder by; just looking into the sky, and wonder what will happen as I roam very lonely, lost and alone.