my path

as i walk through this desolate landscape
my loneliness has yet to get the best of me
for walking with a memory comforts me
but for some other its something of a torturous feeling
in which has brought them to the brink
but my patience is one of the counted blessings i have come by
yet others have yet to
but in the end it will al come to this
will i find somebody
somebody who has felt the aches i have felt deep within my heart
i have had family who had acted as a moral compass
to guide me in the right direction
but as i stray from the paths they have set for me
i become lesser and lesser of the person i was before
my path had changed
landing me in this path one in which most likely will stay

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