my last poem to be posted.
Im here,
im there,
how can i be everywhere
but be nowhere
Ive been so far,
but i stand still,
the wind is blowing hard,
This give my bones a chill,
Im at the fork,
what do i do,
where do i go left or right,
Its so hard to choose,
who can i consult,
who ******* cares,
I feel like a gypsie,
and no one wants to buy my wares.
things are in place,
my thoughts are strewn,
im after something,
Im so consumed.
what comes of nothing,
I have to know,
the facts are all here.
does the wind blow?
what if i open my eyes,
im afraid of what ill see,
a night that doesn’t end,
the darkness is taking over me.
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