AN: Yet another song-fic one-shot. Please enjoy! R&R!
I walk a lonely road…
The only one that I have ever known…
Don't know where it goes…
But, it's only me and I walk alone…
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The war's over. We won. Somehow, I don't feel like that's the case.
I was cold at first; empty. I was falling away from my life; from my friends, but I didn't care.
Now I'm a whole new person, living in my solidarity. Every day passes and my friends visit less. Before I know it, they've completely disappeared from my life.
I come to a forest clearing one day in my constitutional, and find a trail I hadn't seen before. Now I've left my life behind, walking down a dirt road. Everything else is gone. This road might as well be my first. Its secluded path is winding and continuous, but it's only me, so I go on.
I don't know where it's going, but I'll know one day. I'm still escaping my thoughts; escaping this reality. A reality I don't want to be a part of.
My heart is broken. My dreams are shattered. All that's left is cold reality, and that's slowly slipping away as well.
This street seems so empty, as if it was never treaded. Yet here I am, following a path of no end, and no return.
Sometimes light will flicker and I'll twitch to the side, only to find my shadow. It moves as I move; it breaths as I breath; and it will die as I die.
Sometimes, I wish someone will find me; will bring me out of this path I shuffle along. Sometimes I wish she was still alive, to walk this path with me, for all of eternity. But today, it's only me, and I walk alone.
In the night, I walk in a single line, hoping I don't diverge from the path. It's all pointless. I don't follow the path. The path leads me.
I continue to follow either way. I feel light headed and sit down for a moment. I put a finger to my wrist and feel a pulse. I'm still alive, sadly.
And thus, I continue my path of dirt. My path of lies; my path of deceit; my path of solitude. All these things it could represent, but I continue to walk it. All for the sole fact that I've nowhere else to go.
Nowhere is safe; nowhere is comforting; no place can ease my pain, thus, I continue, searching for asylum; for peace. Peace that I will never find.
In the glow of morning, I notice dew drops on plants around the path. Dew falls on my head from the overhanging trees and wets my fur. Somehow, it doesn't feel real.
Maybe I'm the one who's unreal. With my head hung low, I walk on. A noise sounds. I don't bother with it, knowing that it can only be a branch I stepped on. There's nothing else sentient out on this path.
Only me, and I walk in silence; forgotten and alone.
I heave a breath. It seems to become harder every day. I breathe a sigh. I feel weary.
Settling down for a moment, my mind drifts back to her. Tears well up in my eyes and I begin to sob. What could I have done differently? It's all pointless thoughts now.
I pick myself back up and walk with the path.
It's late in the day. The sun is blazing and setting as I sweat and toil.
It's finally taken its toll. I collapse on my knees and curl into a ball, crying with the knowledge that I'll never escape my past.
When I awake, I'm in a forest clearing. I look around and spot a tunnel of greenery and trees. I pass into it and notice the path with footprints.
My footprints.
It's all hopeless; it's all pointless. Yet, I continue on. For now, I walk this lonely path; this path of unrelenting anguish; this road of shattered hearts.
This boulevard of broken dreams.
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My shadow's the only one that walks beside me…
My shadow's heart's the only thing that's beating…
Sometimes, I wish someone out there will find me…
Today, though, I walk alone…