Lonely Road

As I walk this lonely road,

I walk with my head held high,

and my back unbroke. 

I walk knowing that I will not return. 

I walk alone. 

I walk through the valley of death meeting my reaper, with a steady gaze and no regrets. 

I walk alone. 

I walk towards a future with hopes and dreams that I know, shall not be. 

I walk alone. 

I walk and fall with no one to catch me. Yet I get back up and trod the path so few have taken. 

I walk alone. 

I walk with a heavy heart and a heavy burden. A burden which I hope none shall have to carry. 

I walk alone. 

I walk and walk till the end of days. They say I'm blessed, but I am cursed. I feel something claw at me. Saying, "please oh please let me free." This... Thing... Is cruel and should not be. 

I walk alone. 

I walk with fear that this will be the end of me. That this beast inside will be released and that people will see not a human, but a beast, that is of, destructive nature. 

I walk alone. 

I walk in solitude for fear of hurting, for fear of killing any hopes and dreams others may have. 

So I walk this lonely road.