I took a walk in the park last night.

Took a walk and saw the happy people walking past me talking to each other and smiling and laughing and being so happy!

I wish I was one of them. I took a walk in the park last night… and you wouldn't believe how many night walkers there are.
I took a walk in the park last night.

Took a walk, and realized just how pathetic I really am.

Took a walk, and wished I was happy.

Took a walk, and… and… and I have some pondering to do.

Took a walk, and felt enlightened.
I took a walk in the park last night.

Took a walk, and now I want to be happy with those happy, happy, oh so happy walkers.

Took a walk, and suddenly felt like I could do anything.
I took a walk in the park last night.

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Hey, MorbidMan here. This is my first poem. It doesn't really rhyme, but who cares? You can find this also in my story "Addiction" about a man struggling with his addiction to cigarettes and trying to sort out the problems in his life. It's a dark - humor story. This was originally in that story, but I wondered how people would react to it on its own. Please review.

"I hope he finds me. Because when he does I'll be ready. When he does, I'm gonna kill him." - Harry Potter "Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban"