Companion’s Fate
Walking as a foreigner in a familiar land, placed here searching for someone to hold a bleeding hand.
Others try to peer through me as if they were trying to understand, however to my dismay at that same moment I experience the feelings of a crowd only to know solitude. While lapsing to my own distorted perception of seemingly timeless pain -- a call from above frees me from chains of bondage.
Now knowing that there is someone on the other side waiting for me with open arms -- a forgotten voice that still echoes through, I fallow in the dusty foot prints of that dear friend. My loneliness is appeased and the darkness has subsided.
