I have wandered alone these deserted streets
In a place where all life and death meets
Searching for my immortal soul
Because without it I am not whole
The moon's risen alone, it shimmers ebony
It like me must be dreadfully lonely.
My feet are bloodied, Shoes worn through
Yet to shuffle on is all I know to do.
The unspeakable horrors these eyes have seen
Force them to grow up- whatever the means
The un-thought of tortures this body's endured
The curses cast that can never be cured.
I walk alone on my path of sadness
Sometimes I stumble, only to feel the madness
That once consumed my soul and shaded it black
Never again will I turn back
I have felt this way many times, which you'll notice in alot of my poetry... I don't understand why people think it's so kool to be lonely and sad, it's Hell to feel alone... When you are alone most of your life, you'll realize how scary it really is.