You

Even if I could find you, I don’t think I would. This path has only got room for one. Life can be lonely at times. You don’t have to be on your own to feel lonesome. Of course, through life you will get some temporary company. Family, friends, partners, ocassional visitors. All of them may come at once or in a row. It’s the same, though. The end is just one. Someone will pick me up at a time I still don’t know, on a date I ignore. Death will reach m, eventually and I hope to be a point of peace with myself when the moment comes.
Will I still care? Will the eternal ghosts that torment me finally withdraw? What is it needed to be at peace? Eternal peace, I mean. What’s the cost? If you could assure me that there won’t be no pain, I would follow you. No doubt I would. Blind I’d walk behind you. But it’s a fantasy. It’s hopeless to even think about it. I will go on walking through this path. Not ever will I see your face. Night will always be placed over my head, and when death comes, a new day will be born. Angels will tell you that I looked for you everywhere. If you can, if you want, look for me as well. I will be waiting for you.