This is tiled with jagged bricks, <br />And I walk alone. <br />Having squandered time, telling tales, <br />I stand ashamed. <br />With hopes shattered while I, <br />In disillusionment await the wage, <br />With terror and fear. <br /> <br />This gut wrenching pains, <br />Who can tell? <br />The bitter grips of the chilling <br />Hands of death, <br />Who would save? <br />I stand condemned, <br />I confess, yea, I confess. <br /> <br />All is gone and none remain, <br />I am a shadow of yester years <br />Where are the affections? <br />And my companions, <br />I cannot find <br />This path is tiled with jagged bricks, <br />And I, <br />Walk alone.<br /><br />macaulay akinbami<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/painful-path/
