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Dec 2014
Misguided
misdirected
I'm looking
with no reception
My path is blurred
This must be absurd
I know I have a path
but I can't see it all yet
I know it's bumpy
And slippery when wet
but I don't know where it goes
I don't know what it shows
it's this feeling of uncertainty
that sends chills down my spine and worries me
Will I ever mage something of myself
Will I ever accrue some degree of wealth?
Will I ever live without diminishing health

These are all questions which I can't answer
it worries me and hurts me to think that I should have to.
NeroameeAlucard
Written by
NeroameeAlucard  Chicago Illinois
(Chicago Illinois)   
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     ---, South by Southwest, --- and ---
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