Poem: Walking alone on the road so dark. . . |
Walking alone on the road so dark, Hearing the whoosh of wind, I walk alone, with my head bent down, What life has done to me! At nights I walk this road alone, Where once you walked with me, My heart contains a mountain of pain, But still your love exists, That night I held you in my arms, Who knew it was the last, Then came the morning of Autumn, when, You didn't arise from sleep, My world was shattered, but I couldn't cry, Our daughter was depending on me, I had to pretend, pretend to be strong, I am still pretending to the world, Now here I am, to ease my pain, To let the tears fall, I feel I'd die of loneliness, one day, Why did you leave so fast? At days I hide my pain from the world, But the nights know it all, Because escaping the nights is not so easy, It's the time for memories and tears to fall, Before I met you, I was alone, You made my life complete, But, I can't escape the nights anymore, Come back to save me now. |