Way down,
Where torrid loneliness
Is a way of life,
In the mysteries
Of the solitude of Time,
Past and Present, collide
The Future, just a lie,
Life's gap, wide
It is then, that you sadly ask
"Who will now walk by my side? "
Suddenly,
You realize
That Life has passed you by,
That you are totally alone
But no longer strong
To face incessant storms,
And you cry
Hopelessly,
Timeless tears
As you verify
That there is no one at your side
And into oblivion, you silently slide....
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A beautifully deep and heartfelt poem, with such heart, worth and beauty to hold! .. Thank you ever so much for sharing this! .. Think many can relate, and hope such feelings eventually do pass by.. Blessings dear! .. Ever so many 10S! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! +++++