The Lane

I took a walk down the lane.
And I thought I’ve gone insane.

I saw the dead.
Infested with a disease.

My brain screams.
You’re in the season from hell.

No one knows but me.
No one can feel my pain.

I have nothing.
Am nothing

I search for the door.
A door to escape.

What’s next?
I will never know.

The hurt won’t last.
Then the end.

RGH
3-13-19

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