I walk in the rain.
That way no-one can tell taht I am crying.
The tears spill down my face.
Like the soft fall of snowflakes.
Amid my solitude and vacant life, i can take this no more.
the words, floating continuously in my head,
bringing hurt and hatred.
As I look up into the dark and vast sky,
i think how walking gives my thoughts a place to soar.
I hate this life, this inward eye!
My heart fills with hurt, sadness and grief.
I'm in a park.
Wandering lonely.
I feel anger building up,
but i hold it in.
I yearn for happiness.
I want to be like them.
But all I'll ever be doing,
is walking.
