The Feeling of Uncertainty

that’s the problem, I don’t know

I’m on a wooden boat being tossed to and fro

the waves screaming where will you go

I wish I knew, a feeling of uncertainty

water seeps beneath my feet

as I sink you see the problem is I don’t know

I could say other words to get the point across

but at too much a cost because basically I just don’t know

I don’t know where I’m supposed to go

I don’t know how I’m supposed show

That I just don’t know if I can do this anymore 

gone for a while

where will we go 

too many a trial

I don’t know.

It’s been eighteen damn long years 

since I’ve been standing hear 

left to rot

hiding in these caves 

cause the suns to hot

This realization is killing me

some say to be patient in this uncertainty

but the time at which I have to move on is coming

at some point I have to stop running

the rusty clock ticks every two seconds

the gears have worn down, and the rust has wrecked it even it can’t avoid the test of time so how can I

let me be lost in these lines, so I don’t have to find what ever I’m looking for

I don’t know if I can wait any more

I don’t know where I’m supposed to go

I don’t know how I’m supposed show

That I just don’t know if I can do this anymore 

where do I go

what do I run from

oh I don’t know

every one around me is sinking through the floor

to a dark place beneath the waters shore

and I will soon join them

lest a wind saves from them, lest a breeze saves me from my end

but the trouble is I don’t know

if it will

come through the window sill

if tomorrow I still, won’t know

lost beneath these mountains too high, too many to count them if I try

their snow capped, and I’m feeling trapped, is it all an act?

I just wanna know how do I get out, whats this all about

This valleys too low, and my face will show

I just don’t know

I’m feelin lost, and I’m screaming I wanna cross

but the bridge is broken, and the fates are jokin

I scream and cry, the trees tower high, I don’t know where to go

it seems for all this I’ve reaped what I sow

I don't know where I'm supposed to go

I don't know how I'm supposed to show

Where do I go

What do I run from

oh I don’t know 

How do I say that I just don’t know if I care  anymore 

-TheSoundofRain

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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