Wanderer

Candles are lit me on
As I steps on a stone road
Let my foot bleed
And live with the pain
Then the world spears me
As I turn feelingless
In a moment I find out my self
Has lost in a strange dimension
Floating.
My soul flies out of flesh
Here is the darkness.
And the limit?
Can't reached...as maybe,
I just reject to see.
Loneliness, anger, happiness, all,
Make sense no more.
Only death is real.
I just want to come home.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Tacito Avatar
June 9, 2013 at 1:36 PM
It's good to know where you are today by recalling where you were yesterday. This has a lot of sadness to it, I understand that feeling. But, thankfully, I got through it. This was a strong piece.
Candy Avatar
June 9, 2013 at 6:12 PM
I think maturity took progress. Joy and sadness within surely made the journey worth. ^_^ Thanks for the kind review, Drake.
Mohammed Avatar
June 9, 2013 at 9:19 AM
Very melancholic write Shirley.I once felt this way until I realised that theres something in this life thats worth living for.
Candy Avatar
June 9, 2013 at 1:00 PM
I was lost in desperation until I noticed that there were people so concerned and love me no matter what. So, this kind of personal life experience actually :)
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