RoseAnn V. Shawiak (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)
Never An Answer
Finally screaming into the invisible environment of loneliness, not hearing anyone's voice soothing the pain filling me within.
Sulking out into an ocean of rain soaking me through.
Lifting my head, crying to the heavens, why me?
Yet, knowing that there'll never be an answer.
Singly taking the straight and narrow path, only to be left alone in the middle of the desert - no where to go.
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