A Lonely Path
As i walk my path,
I experience the pain of it.
My feet tremble on the roughness of the ground.
My chest froze from the chills of the cold air.
Being isolated in the surrounding of emptiness,
I only hear the echo beats of my heart.
I see nothing except the darkness of my path.
Eventually i will fall off.
dukeday:
Bit morbid but still a good poem.