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The Wrong Path

I feel lost and I’ve wondered from my path again.
I’ve lost my way and I am alone in this darken place unable to feel comfort from the tree’s for there applause are no longer for me, they only swallow and consume me dragging me deeper into darkness and despair.

There is know one who can hear my cry or to see me falling or to know that I have been secretly falling apart, know one to take my hand I no I cannot save myself. The birds have stopped singing only chanting hymns of hate, the sky is swollen black.

I feel wiry and to tired to call out to distant voices, for I am too tired to fuss and, too weak to care, and as I eat too much to die and not enough to stay alive, I’m sitting in the middle waiting.

The flowers here are all dead there heads hanging in sorrow, and the clouds in the sky all move the wrong way.
Maybe I will sit here and wait for someone to come along and save the day.