Night Walking – R.M. ENGELHARDT

NIGHT WALKING

Sometimes
We get lonely

Sometimes
We feel alone

It doesn’t really matter
In a world of a billion people
More than that inhabiting
The earth

It’s just a matter
Of the dark

And the light

We walk through
Cities & crowded
Streets but all these
People are strangers

You can get a drink
At the bar or just
Look into the eyes
Of passerbys

All with the same expression

Something missing
Within their souls
Their hearts

Broken
Or damaged

Homeless or
Rich

There’s something
Missing

There’s always
Something missing

Which no one
Even the people
Who walk these
Streets

Can
Even explain

Like a hole torn
In the fabric of
Life

So we wander
Walk at night

Looking for
Ourselves

Alone