And I Walk Alone - By Tanisha Joshi

And I walk alone on the titled road,

Reminiscent of the times when the angels spoke,

The reality of my life lies in its shroud,

I hallucinate as my illusions surround.

The little life that I have yet to live,

The fascinating disguise that I am yet to give,

I clown over my misery as if it would lie.

My happy memories beg to let them cry,

Yet I put on my favorite mask,

Living the moments that are yet to pass,

I wait for my old heart to come back,

I crowd over the souls of my own pack.

And I walk alone on the titled road,

Wandering away from the reality it holds

I sleep as if I won't ever be awake,

I have the best dream one could bake.

I look behind me over the footprints I leave,

The people and moments that I weaved,

I raise my hand to swim in death so broad,

And I walk alone on the titled road.

I breathe the poison in the air,

Remembering its truth and flair,

I fear my soul being flown away with the wind,

The ink on my book fades away like my footprint.

I rub my hands for warmth,

I try to see the hints the angels prompt,

I put my name up on the death board,

And I walk alone on the titled road.

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Cover page by Yifei Wang