Kelsea Osterman
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Alone
I walk a path that has no end.
It seems to go on and on.
Never comes to an end
and has no light.
It is dark and cold.
It is scary and I'm all alone.
I have to walk this path
wondering why I do it.
Why am I here and
where am I?
I walk this path with an
empty mind now.
Nothing to think about.
Nothing to do.
I wish to find the light.
Just a little light would be nice.
But here I am still wandering
these halls that have no end.
still no one here, and still all
alone.
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Kelsea Osterman, I have slightly different view, when walks a individual path one is normally alone, and one walks to journey, a journey to a destination, a destination which is light it self, therefore being in the dark is a reminder that the journey is yet not over.
Good write, well presented
There is a point in everyone's life where they see only darkness. And I for one can relate to that, for it is so true :) thanks for sharing the poetic thoughts of yours: -D
Titi
I feel alone. I can relate to this.
very good, full of emotion, thank you for sharing with my best wishes of success :)
This is so touching, really great. Thank you for sharing, keep up the good work!
Your words are from the heart.Keep writing
very good, full of emotion, thank you for the invite: 0)
Much of your writing reminds me of my journals as a teen, full of angst and passion...great way to unload.
You are in the early development of poetry.I would suggest you keep working at the poems you have posted, keep perfecting, it's a good therapy a great tool but poetry is to be spilled artistically, to coax the reader in, write as you wish to read.
Keep it up.
J