Life is a Lonesome Path

Is it normal, so?

For us to feel sorrow

To grieve for ourselves

Sometimes it happens

That we must endure ourselves

That we must convince ourselves

That life is a sole path

Many times, what you depended on

Are just shadows

Sometimes it is

That shadows

Exist to be

Ripped

Life is a lonesome path

I scream, out loud, care not, I do

For life is a lonesome path. Nobody is here

To hear me scream. To empathize with me

Life

It is a lonesome path

Is it my fault?

That moment, that time

When you are so, deathly alone

That you cannot find a person to blame

That… that you have no shoulder to cry on

When there’s only the ground to hold your tears

And the sky to take your gulping gasp

And the streetlamps to beg on

And yourself to hug

That

You are…

So alone…?

I am…

So alone…?

Dear my heart

Please beat, for me

Dear my legs,

Please stand, for me

Dear my eyes

Please see, for me

Collapse and cry

Shriek until it’s hoarse

But how far you may go

Even if you may crawl and beg

Please live on

Please go on

Where you sit now

It’s not for you

It’s not the place

You belong

Grit your teeth

Squeeze your eyes

But climb

Let the stars in the pool stay behind you

The dreams, the hurt and the heart

Let it all be left in that pool

The stars, the dreams

That you should

See, are

Up

There

Go

Look

See

#antoniostark #poetry