Walking along the dusty road, the night dark and cold, no stars in the sky, no moon rising above me. All alone, with no one around, no light ahead, no houses in the distance, no one to take me from this awful place, I walk alone on this path, As I walk the wind blows, and I dream, I dream a dream of happiness, A dream of light ahead, of a moon rising, A dream of stars twinking in the sky, A dream of no hopelessness or pain, lonelyness or uglyness, A dream of birds chirping on the morning, and cyotes howlng at night. I trip over a rock and fall, and fall and fall and fall, it feels like I'm falling forever, into a bottemless pit, where pain lasts. Until I hit the ground hard, As I lie there I think, Is there really such a place? A place where no one abandons you? A place where you can laugh, where you can sing and dance, and just be happy. It's a silly dream, ther's no such thing. For the rest of eternity I will walk, Walk along this dark cold road, Waiting, wondering if a car will come, come and take me to that dream.
Reason for writing:
I wrote this a few years ago when i was suffering from depression. If you want to e-amil me you can...i'd love to know what you think of my poems!!
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