I’ve kept walking the same road since birth
   Few changes, mostly small, few big
      Relationships like leaves blossomed for a time then dried up and blew away.

   I remain, solely me. The agony..the ****** pain. My hurt, their hurt.... The deaths, the scars...made new every year. Yet I remain walking this long and lonely road. A candle burning at both ends. Memories and eternal hope...the only guides I have.
Oh God above..oh people..give me some relief.
    In the mirror I see a figure, I see him but I no longer feel his soul. I see creatures, I see trees..even roses but everything breaks with a certain touch. Was it me? Was my own hand to blame for the creation of this hollow shell that walks with no breath and eyes glossy?
  I’ll collapse eventually, breaking into millions of pieces and eventually turn to dust. My own words I no longer understand..gibberish. Reasons for living escape my grasp but I continue to walk...yes I continue to walk in agony and defeat. I’ll walk until I collapse only to remain broken forever more.