by Jacinda

Created on: November 20, 2009   Last Updated: November 22, 2009

I walk a cold and lonely path,

The path of the dead.

No one else to talk to,

Just the voices in my head.

I don't know where I'm going,

I barely remember where I've been.

Why can't anyone hear me?

I wander the halls again and again.

Only one time someone saw me

She told me to go to the light.

She said that I was "in between"

But I see no brightness in this night!

I wish she would come back,

And explain it all more clearly.

Loved ones are nowhere in sight,

And I miss them all so dearly!

I look for the light she spoke of,

Always pacing back, forth and around.

Frustration and emptiness consume me,

I am lost and will never be found.

Oh beautiful girl with the long black hair,

Please, please come back, I plead!

I will forever await your return,

Walking my eternal path,

The path of the dead.

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