Alienation

One step… two steps

And everybody is gone.

Those who stayed

Didn’t  make more of home.

“Alienation” - the word might be,

Because I had thought of something else.

They came…sort of!

I gave my house.

If they would stay forever

I had a doubt

And they messed the painting

On the wall, so, I took it off then

Saw the space unsolved.

I cut a window to make it solved.

But didn’t look outside to see the world

And when I wanted a mate

I let them go.

This story stays with me

All along.