I walk this path, alone and cold,
With no one left, no hand to hold.
I face the lows, but highs feel worse,
A silent joy becomes a curse.
I miss the days of laughter shared,
Of friends who listened, of hearts that cared.
Back then, my world felt light and free,
Now shadows linger, haunting me.
Had I been alone from the very start,
Perhaps I’d have forged a stronger heart.
But losing it all after having it near,
Feels like a wound too deep to clear.
Yet still, I walk, though the cave is dark,
Hoping to find some fleeting spark.
A light ahead, so faint, so far,
Guides me onward, my weary star.
But the weight grows heavy, the air so thin,
I wonder how much strength’s within.
Still, I’ll survive, for that’s my way,
Hoping to see a brighter
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