Just Walking.

A wintry night.
A sky without light.
In solitary i walk.
In solitary i talk.
Soulless people by me pass.
Saying to themselves, ain't life a gas.
All alone like me they walk life's streets.
Erratic and sad our heart beats.
All looking for life's exit door.
Our bodies broke and painfully sore.
Round and round we walk all night.
Looking for that get out of jail exit light.