I am a solitary figure,
Walking through the empty streets,
My footsteps echoing in the silence,
A constant reminder of my defeat.
The world around me seems so distant,
As if I am the only one here,
The stillness of the night engulfs me,
And I am left with nothing but fear.
The stars above twinkle brightly,
A reminder of the beauty in life,
But in this moment, it's just a cruel irony,
As I'm consumed by my own strife.
Solitude has become my only companion,
As I wander through this lonely town,
I've embraced this empty existence,
And learned to bear the weight of this crown.
Perhaps one day I'll find a way out,
A path that leads to something more,
But for now, I'll walk these lonely streets,
And let solitude be my only chore.
For in this quiet, still moment,
I find solace in the darkness that surrounds,
And I'll continue on this lonely journey,
Until a new horizon is found.
