The winds have blown,
the dust is risen,
i continue to walk on.
My surrondings stir,
I follow my heart,
and onward goes my path.
It twist and turns,
it drops off and restarts,
where it leads i have no idea.
i want to give up,
I have no more drive,
that has kept me going all this time.
I begin to cry,
and i fall to my knees,
i just can not follow this path.
Its led me through all my darkest times,
but it continues to bring me more.
It started out bad,
and just got worse,
but somehow ive just kept walking.
Not knowing where to go,
not knowing who to trust,
I wonder who is on my side.
My friends just stare,
then they look away,
almost as if they had just condemed me.
Is this how my life should really be?
with no where left to turn.
If you know an answer,
to this question i face,
Than for God's sake tell me now.
Or else i fear i've lost all hope,
and my path will surely end.
.. btw: I'm not thinking suicidly right now.. this poem just came to my mind..
2007-11-08
12:56:51
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dragonflyy
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➔ Poetry
..i think i wrote it from past hardships.. idk.
2007-11-08
12:57:33 ·
update #1
hmmm.. i do see what you mean Dondi! thank you.. xoxo
2007-11-08
13:06:07 ·
update #2