Infinite Lapses Of Aged Memories Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Walking across a vast land of emptiness, feeling sorry for myself, yet thinking about others and their trials and suffering.
Looking into their bleak abandoned lives with rainbow-colored eyes, sensing sympathy for one another.
Contributing to exercises left out of particular rhymes, entering realms without guidance from anyone else.
Precious lifetimes passing many roads along the way, circumventing many examples left by the wayside and following inner tirades onto vast lands of total emptiness.
Nondescript allowances being forged anew as I walk around in infinite lapses of my aged memories.