Weary traveller
Life's route the great leveller
Leading everywhere and nowhere
Looking for the last stop
Ironically hoping not my turn
Baggage carried by the thoughts
Placed in the centre of the heart
Only baggage we hope to drop off
Accumulated as years go by
Past longer and future just shy
Scars inside tells the story why
Reality real or reality a Mirage
If i knew the answer i wouldn't be writing this at all