Always the air seems empty
stifling and ghastly, and yet -
as I walk these streets alone
with only my shadows for comfort
the darkness is my only friend…
I look towards the neon lights
colored bright upon the horizon
I've been there once, lived there
was one of the beautiful people
that was before yesterday came -
Now I'm in today and different
all I have is my case of memories
my clothes and a bottle in a bag!
I crave for nothing and nothing
craves for me,
I feel deserted by mankind
as for that God, I ask myself a question!
Which is yet to be answered -
B…
Written 28 July 2016
By B R Walker
Copywriter UK