An empty street

an empty street
an empty life
live life to the fullest
live life to the end
this fails to rhyme
it's not even worth my time
can't you see pain and suffering?
but here I am
preaching my story
with all my regrets and sorrys
I stand here before you all
in this empty street
in this empty hall
as my voice echos from a far . . .
I yell out!
for you are not alone
for you all will home
©zenith