The Lonely Walk

Random thoughts walk through me
And I describe my ineptitude with
The soles of my feet
With my invisible army, I roam the streets
With the insatiable thirst of
The souls of my fleet
I do not know you but I feel you
I do not see you but I hear you
You walk with me in my darkest shells
In the corners with me,
In the murk and hell,
See me swell in eternity
Expect my rebirth in maternity.
I choose my words wisely
My steps swiftly
My magic full of wisdom
See me write wryly,
With a smile across my being.
I fieghn eternal right
swing the tempest tide aside
Philosophical enchantment becomes
My patient, my bedside manner
Becomes a controversy.
Walk with me,
Teach me,
Swear no more of your
Absence from me as...
I roam the streets,
Me,
Free!