I’m tired of this lonely life,
Walking on this lonely path,
I can feel the Earth beneath my feet,
But it felt so cold and arid.
Those simple things,
Why are they gone?
The old friends,
Where are they now?
I want a place,
To be at peace,
Maybe a place,
To take a rest.
I came across,
A bird with broken wings,
I picked it up,
And carried it on my palm.
So easy for us,
To help when someone’s broken,
But why so hard,
To mend when our own heart is broken.
And now I’m old,
And felt so tired,
And all I need,
Is someone to rely on.
I need a place,
Somewhere to begin,
Maybe this place,
Will be the end of everything.
Najadil
02/12/2022
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