Helpless

On a cobbled stone path 
I stand alone 
I see no one 
But I hear a groan 
Oh wait! That’s just I 
wanting to ‘be’;
a desperate cry !
I feel a pain 
But I know not the hurt 
Is it a trick?

I try to move 
But I cannot walk 
I try to speak 
But I cannot talk 
I stare in despair 
As the sun sinks low;
the day comes to an end 
I feel a pain 
But I know not the hurt 
Is it a trick?