wanderer
They say to wander and find what it is you seek,
but i feel my knees wanting to give in. Oh how they ache, oh
for they are so weak. I have been wandering, wandering to the abiss of nothingness
so it seems. The ends just arent justifing the means, and I dont know if I can continue
this stride. I feel the weight of a thousand needles as they puncture every scar i have
healed from. My old wounds open like the sun in a morning's rise. But i keep
wandering. My soul is one of a warrior, a surviver. Im a little shy to admit but I have a
broken heart but one that won't quit, it just keeps pumping steams of hope into my
body. It makes me physically sick, to think I was so close to give up, that quick.
So i'll keep on this path, passing by the past and everything that lies and keep going
never stopping, never ending this stride.