Taking A Walk Poem by Johannes Zettler

am walking through town
with my sad and slow pace
wind blowing in my face
the eye lids half down

have nowhere to go
just walking around town
trying to hide my tears
with my head hung low

and again I am
by myself, all alone
maybe it’s best this way
cause it’s what I am

I knew all the way
wasn’t doing it right
I was scared of the risks
and of the next day

gave her not enough
although love was in me
afraid of investing much
was not man enough

so then day ‘X’ came
just a matter of time
she left and said good bye
I can’t stop the blame

have to be alone
punish myself a while
I walk another mile
can’t stop on my own.