Down A Cold Dark Path
I walk alone down a cold dark path
wondering how long it goes. I hear
voices from a far, but I see nothing.
As I near closer the voices get louder
and louder. I am now here in the middle
of this path surrounded by voices, but there
is no one here. My mind is racing and my heads
spinning. Who are you? Where are you? I ask.
The voices stop, I hear silence, I look to the right
and I see a man with his back turned. I approach him
and he turns around. The man I see is me and the voices
I heard were mine. I stared at me, this vision of me asking
myself why this is happening? How could this be? The vision
fades away, me I no longer see. I shake my head, I smile and
laugh as I continue to walk down this cold dark path.
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