All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts..."Shakespeare"

Its dark...I cannot see
I walk presumably
No rights, no lefts
Just a straight way ahead
I stumble , I fall...
Yet a determination helps me cross it all
The leaves rustle softly
With my hands outstretched
I walk tearfully...
Oh! the silence of the nigh
Hangs like some ghost in the sky
I amble ...no goal
I rise, I fall...I rise, I fall
I cry inside 
My heart is aching
I do not know
Where you abide
I call your name 
I hear nothing save a cold reverberation
Oh! I need you with desperation
You are out of sight!
I reside neath a gigantic tree
The nigh gradually seems to fall like a pall
I'm petrified with fear
As i can acknowledge the forming of a tear
I feel so abandoned , so gloomy
And the world appears so phoney
I 'm fatigued ...exhausted
Tired of the godforsaken wait and want
I close my eyes...
But
One last strained look...in the hope to see you 
IN VAIN!
I close my eyes  to eternal rest
You come next morn...
I promised myself a sleep till an unending dawn
You shake , you bolt ...you thunder and you scold 
My body lay shriveled up in cold 
So blue and anguished...
Its time for burial ...you want an escape
you shed an insignificant tear ....
and once again desert me ...
On the very avenue where you kindled a friendship with me!