Author: RadioHasNoFuture PM
Something I wrote after my Grandmother passed away.Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Hurt/Comfort - Words: 71 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 05-30-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2919325
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I walk this path alone no one to talk to no one to hold my friend is gone my family doesn't seem to care I'm alone, again.
It's cold and dark in this isolated place.
I have fallen many miles below existence.
It's dark and I'm alone.
The path is crumbling and I fall a thousand more miles below existence.
Existence doesn't seem to matter!