I Walk Alone

I walk alone. I walk alone. In a place I call my own. The ground below shows the earth I once lived on. Sky is purple, black oblivion. The flashes in the night sky look like lighting. But there isn’t any thunder afterwords. I feel as if I am stuck in limbo space. With all these memories that feel so real. I feel as if I can touch them, but cannot. The memories are of my past loved ones that I once lived and walked along with. But now I walk alone with others that have nothing. They are black figures with no shape. Silently they walk past me in groups to form lines. I’m guessing those lines they get into lead to their passing on. I have nowhere to go for my afterlife. Will I be stuck in this nightmare forever? In this nightmare that I walk alone in there are tall, gray buildings that reach to the sky. With broken windows and in the windows many articles of clothing hang out. In the streets that I walk on there are no cars. There is garbage scattered everywhere I look. Anyone ever heard of a garbage can? I guess it does not really matter seeing as how these black figures just move on. I am nobody with no one but myself in this nightmare or oblivion. I walk alone. I walk alone, in a never ending nightmare.