Alone

I walk through the forest.
My fears can be hidden here.
Like the birds who hide atop the trees,
I prefer to hide from the reality.
Reality is cruel, painful, and erie,
But here I am alone.
I can be left to do as I will,
But are we not all alone?
Sure, we have friends, family, and loved ones,
But on the inside, we all stand alone.
Can we ever escape this lonliness?
That answer will perhaps remain unanswered,
Forever.