My Loneliness
Walking in darkness
walking alone,
striding into mysteries
into land of thoughts,
stranger yet my own,
my loneliness.
No pictures to paint
no colors, no seasons yet cold.
Searching my identity,
in my past.
Silent yet melodious,
my loneliness.
Who knows? Who cares?
Who deserves? Who dares?
All left unspoken,
in the darkness, alone, into mysteries.
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