Path Poem by sheade rudman

Long and dreary is the road ahead...
Filled with failure misery and dread...
I look at my hands...i hold my head...
So much more to bear...
I sit here longing, for someone to care...
To hold the one I love so dear...is a dream
That is yet to be found, in this world filled
With empty crowds...
Won’t you seek me?
For i am lost once more...follow my footsteps
Along this lonely shore...
But what can a man do when love doesn’t want you..
Yet here i am...staring at the empty skies..
Waiting for you and your majestic beauty.