I Walk this Path

I walk this path, slowly,
alone, as a man.
I'll try to do better,
do the best I can.

Lonesome, the trail,
I view through a lens.
A warped view of life's game,
a visual, "Let's Pretend."

Will you be here tomorrow,
when the game ends,
for life, its sweet sorrow,
it won't heal, no matter when.