( #poem #lost #meaningless #sorrow) How How can this be true? I have come down this path, without a true clue. The problems in this path are many. How How I feel no one understands. The closest ones to me rail With them I can not band nor stand For what a grand failure I am. Listen They do not listen, always talking. As if they glisten While balking. Meaningless Gone One day I will be long and gone They will complain No one listening to there song To their disdain I am ©2017 Brady L.B.