I'm walking a lonely road again.
Just passed a stretch of happy lane,
Now I'm all alone again.
For me, loneliness is a chill
That must be warded off by thrill,
Lest the biting jaws of cold
**** my finally stable self
And replaces me with seething magma.
I'm walking this dark lonely road
With no end in sight.
Staggering across the tiles,
Counting down the miles.
As old memories start to surround me,
I saw a bright fork in the road.
It hinted at cheerful times.
Despite the warning signs everywhere, I walked towards it,
Too desperate for warmth,
And too starved for touch.
Jun 12, 2014
Jun 12, 2014 at 11:23 AM UTC
I'm walking a lonely road again.
Just passed a stretch of happy lane,
Now I'm all alone again.
For me, loneliness is a chill
That must be warded off by thrill,
Lest the biting jaws of cold
**** my finally stable self
And replaces me with seething magma.
I'm walking this dark lonely road
With no end in sight.
Staggering across the tiles,
Counting down the miles.
As old memories start to surround me,
I saw a bright fork in the road.
It hinted at cheerful times.
Despite the warning signs everywhere, I walked towards it,
Too desperate for warmth,
And too starved for touch.
