Finding me,
The figure standing in the pass,
The dark path ahead to navigate.
The stormy seas within my mind,
Sadness drowned out by the walk.
My path, my aim.
My only way out.
Loss, a familiar friend.
Of everything.
Friends of a time.
People I have to let go.
Others I escape.
The passing,
Moving,
On.
Into the darkness.
Upset at the lonely path I walk.
But walking with an aim in mind.
Wishing for company,
But for now I walk.
The lonely figure in the midst of night,
The star-speckled night sky.
People massing,
Time flowing.
Thoughts remaining.
An linear oblivion.
An existential pathway.
Finding me on this path.
Alone, wanting company.
But for now I go on.
Finding me.
