Tortured Soul

A tortured soul walks a beaten path
A path soaked in pain and remorse
A quick look over the shoulder reveals
what was already known
time & time again;
This tortured soul forever walks alone.

The air is so thin
Hard to breathe
even the leaves on the trees
have all suffocated & withered

Surely there must be more
More than just this one tortured soul
On this one beaten path
Misery loves company
So where the hell is everyone

*sigh*

Just accept it, Tortured Soul;
You are bound to walk this path alone.
This path is your Home.