Life Poems

Wanderer

Wanderer
the darkness kept creeping in, i was powerless to do anything, my mind was in a million other things, confused and clueless about it all;
i am climbing walls (of obstruction), i am climbing over mountains (of hurdles), yet the more i climb and cross over, the more that seems to be in the way, everyday;
so tired of life, i don't even know if i am living the life, or if i am just wandering one day at a time, until none of this counts;
as i hold on what i believe, a part of me want to surrender to the darkness, that is casting a spell that i am struggling hard to break;
as the sun rises slowly, i have come to a place where dreams turn into nightmares, and nightmares turn into dreams, for today i am still wandering through the streets of life;
 
Image credit: Wanderer by TamikaProud

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