Walking down a street
haven't slept during the night
I sit on a bench.
The tears slowly flow
as I blankly stare at sky
please give me a sign.
What is the purpose
I'm desperately lost
searching for my path.
Drowning in the pain
of an illusioned future
child, I wish I was.
Let me go back there
where everything was just fine
nothing to worry.
Someone help me
this solitude surrounds me
I'm deeply lonely.
Sounds of rain ignites
the nostalgia to a past
of warmth and delights.
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