Walking Alone

Walking alone, through forgotten lands
Feeling the harsh cool breeze,
Feeling the tears stain your face.
Walking alone, through the shear force
Hoping for a new beginning,
Or at least a better end.

Walking alone, through lost grassland
Feeling all the emotion let out,
Feeling the fast wind slowly give in, without a single doubt.
Walking alone, through pain and dismay
Praying for a new life,
or just praying for the end.

When all is found to be lost,
And no one comes running.
You’ll walk alone,
In nothing but your own shadow.
Never seeing the light of day.
Never knowing why.

When all is found to be lost,
When you, yourself walk alone
Think of being free, up to the sky
Beyond and above.
Or at least,

Think of me.