Wanderer

Dwelling in the lingering pain
Captured by endless passing of time
Falling into a madness
Obscured from the world;
I realise who I am,
What I am,
Yet still wandering without direction,

I am lost among the crowd.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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