Saturday, September 6, 2014

Wondering

Wondering
I’ve lost my footing along the way
I no longer hold my head up high
Would anyone wonder why?
Whether at work or at play
No longer able to throw cares away
Ever wondering why
This has to be the way
Life is lived in brief spans
Mine seem to be mainly tired
Longing for holding of hands
Filled with a burning desire
But eminently lacking in plans
Ending in a gulf of fire


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