As the song says, "I walk a lonely road, the only road that I have ever known...."
I do walk a very lonely road, but it's the only road that I have ever known.
All hail Green Day lol, my favorite band.
My journey started last year about this time. My long term relationship ended when my boyfriend of 18 years hit me in the face.My two sons packed me up and I moved out into my first apartment. Small and quaint I have learned that home is where the heartis. You can call a box a...
It is very lonely and desolate,you know the tumbleweeds, well there aren't even those around!
No people, no trees, no water, just a dry barren landscape, almost like a desert, but you just know there was life there before and now it has all been reduced to arid sand and dust...
i don't know why but as time passes life just seems more and more boring. more and more pointless. i used to have goals and hopes and what you might call dreams, but growing older has made them seem more ridiculous, unattainable, and sometimes not enough. i could have anything i...
I just feel like a ticking time bomb waiting to go off. Waiting to die. Things have gotten so much worse lately. I'm crying out for help. I know I need help before it's to late. I just don't think I got be selfish enough to hurt everyone. I just want to slip away quietly. I don't...
First thing's first, I'd like to introduce myself. We all have a past we don't wanna talk about in fear of sounding childish or clearly damaged, so I won't be doing that, however I used to be one of the most popular kids in my old life at school.I don't really know why people...
Even as I sit here under an electric blanket.
Dad called me downstairs saying my mom was unconscious on the floor. I went downstairs and found her unresponsive. I checked her pulse, I could barely feel it. I looked into her eyes, her pupils were pin ******. My father started...
I don't even know how to start. All I know is I am hating myself more and more each day. The guilt of being a disappointment to my job and to my parents is so deep it makes me think of giving up on living. I don't understand why I can not be normal. If there is a god, why was I...
i walk it so i can help.i don`t mind what others may think.i do what i do,because i remember what it was like to have no help.my road takes me to some dark,cold places.i must be the light to show others the way.and i must bring warmth and hope into the night.
the highways are all empty now. the ghosts of the past have long since left us behind.
never though do the memories leave us. in the darkness is where the haunting begins
not with the rattling of chains or flickering lights.
it is the haunting of memories too fresh to bury
It was crooked, empty.
No one was there. I felt so alone
No lights, no people
Even the stars and the moon hide
The sunrise never did show-up
It was dim, very dark.
I was blinded with tears
It went through the years
I still walk a lonely road
But I am not oblivious of the way...
When the world collapses around me and I don't know how to cope, I isolate. Get rid of anyone in my life who might be able to help. Because I'm worried about their reaction, what they might think. I don't want to be judged, or coddled, or patronized. I seem to get into bad...
Being hopeful, she hopes,
Steadfast and oblivious
Words of her own existence
For An absolution,
Something claiming the mark,
Dressing the pain,
Covering the wounds of unworthy soul
And the blood that remains
In her heart...
Shackles of ancestry no longer binding on my soul,
Free of biases nurtured since the first breath of infancy,
And yet paved an intimate pathway to perdition,
Laying claim to the scars from the scorching fires,
Tales of misdeeds etched with footprints my own,
On a dark...
truly just walking a lonely road through life, the only one that I have ever known. I don't know where it goes... But it's home to me, and so I walk alone. I walk this empty street, down the fabled Boulevard of broken dreams. The city sleeps, and I'm the only one... BWAHAHAHA...
My life is rather public
and social because of my profession.
A lot of people know a part of me.
Their idea of who I am
is fiction and fantasy.
I always was a loner.
I was my sole adviser.
I was taught many a lesson.
I stumbled and fell more
than I choose to remember.
where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone
In my opinion we all walk our own lonely road. Some are close with others so we walk near them everyday. And maybe some we only cross once if the time is right. Others we may walk beside and never see because the paths were...
There is not a heart that has its moments of longing, yearning for something better, nobler, holier than it knows, a road thats not so lonely and shadowed with pain and guilt. In my worst times when the road ahead seems impossible and thunder and storms threatens to rip my world...
All my life I tried to do what people were suppose to do. Graduate, go to college, work, buy a home etc... I always thought and hoped everything else I couldn't do would fall into place. I recall all the sacrifices with going to college, thinking I could do things on my own and...
journeys to the forest's deepest unknown parts. Wanting to live and love to rid oneself of death's despair, words are too bountiful with no feeling to spare. Wanderlust takes me though I'm not lost, searching for what can remove the frost. Fighting through all that comes in our...