Thirst

Thirst I wander aimlessly in a decaying barren land With rumors of unfathomable riches buried beneath the sand My feet quickly grow tired, my thirst unquenchable The heat from the unforgiving sun, life-threatening, deplorable My desperate nature for success quickly becomes unbearable I've always seem to thirst for adventure to feel anything but myself I'm “comfortably” alone in this world, far too vulnerable to ask for help Always uncomfortable in my own skin I have always been scared of what truly lies within The dream of success is to live comfortably With enough riches to hide from my insecurities Treasure continues to allude me on my tired blistered feet Thirst motivates each foot to keep striding away from death and defeat To survive so long in a barren world, my body, thus far I will keep I close my eyes from the grit longing to break away from desolation Ethereal fields of green, children giggling, playing beside its life giving stream! My heart unconsciously smiles of a forgotten innocence that still lies within? I slowly open my eyes for surely it must be a dream! The dust swirls again unmercifully, but I see what seems to be a caravan of desert people Do my eyes deceive me? I collapse under the weight of my failures, all-encompassing darkness, my body fails me I awake to see the curious dark-eyes of children giggling Touching my hair and my skin as if I was a rarity! I know not their language, we speak with our hands, smiles and emotions They express interest in me as if I had value as a human being! I take a deep breath of gratitude, I am still alive, I thirst to make amends As I lay awake to watch the deserts falling stars I wonder if I ever will find the success I have been searching so desperately-- Life is beginning to feel as if it were a strange dream Where our answers to our life-questions are never what they seem Never necessarily the answers we so desperately want them to be