Slowly

The old man pushes a shopping cart

A loud, piercing sound of wheels

Echo internal cries 

Of loneliness

His eyes stained

Red

His face wrinkled and

Sagging

He pushes on

Where did his life go?

An ugly frown 

Recalls memories 

Of a loveless existence

He copes and keeps moving

Lethargic

The squeaking wheels

Telling him

To leave this life.

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