Walk On.

I walk alone through wind and rain.
My belly full of life’s pain.
The sky above black and grey.
For i its surely not a heavenly day.
My thoughts are full of what if and why.
My eyes want to express that word cry.
But i soldier on and no tears do fall.
Everywhere my life is halted by that red brick wall.
I rise up then i fall down.
On my head i wear a battered straw hat more than a i do a high class crown.
Around me a cold wind does chill my soul.
My life now like a demented goldfish swimming round and round in a claustrophobic fishbowl.
I walk alone through life’s pain.
From it i get no heavenly gain.