I walk alone…
In the shadow of my own deep fears…
I must take and break from this despair…
To reach the clear skies above…
I heard no words from anyone…
I can’t see a clear day ahead…
Days and months come and go; not that I notice…
I sit by a palm tree wishing I was someone else…
I am scared and blistered from my own past…
I wait silently for this feeling to leave…
I rub my tender feet sore from walking tying to find…
My face almost shows defeat…
I put on ragged sneakers and go to the shore line…
As I start to walk again further and further from my life…
I kick the sand and stare into the emptiness which my life has become…
It’s a black, hollow, disgusting emptiness…
One look at the deep blue sky will tell me nothing…
I try to believe the sun is trying to peer out and give me peace…
At night the black clouds start to cry with me…
I fall to my knees and admit defeat, can’t beat this emptiness…
Hot tears roll down my face…
I feel a sharp pain in my chest where my heart is dying…
A warm feeling swallows my body…
As soon I can be laid to rest…
I lift my head one last time, to curse the sky…
I see in the distance, the sun start to rise on another empty day…
Is this sign from my soul?
Or just another trick of life to give me the feeling of not alone…
For I will never know….
The empty I feel is what I am…empty