Walking alone

by Goth

I think it's hard to walk alone,
Never thinking that one day you would be gone.

We were always laughing and getting along,
Knowing by my side is where you belong.

Things didn't work out the way we planned,
You know; The long walks on the beach through the sand.

Now that your gone it's plain to see,
The reason you left; Your pain was relieved.

You're in a better place and no longer in pain,
Please... Take me with you I'm going insane!

Copyright ©2005 Wesley Hopkins