Questions Wander In A Stranger's MindA Poem by KARENQuestions are like animations dancing in rhythmical steps.
My past is the ambiance I breathe, forever tattooed in the design of memories. The wind carries unwanted whispers while I journey through the mazes in my mind. Have I made a mark in this world? Do I have a purpose? Why am I here? Questions are like animations dancing in rhythmical steps.
My present is my heart crying to all the mistakes in an uncomplete life. Fragile teardrops has no answers written with in. The inner me travels to self-discovery, and gets tangled in a web of.... Where do I belong? Have I been a good influence? Would I be missed if I left? Questions are laughter reechoing in the distance.
My future is vivid images evoking before my eyes. I wander inside myself while I get lost in the emptiness. The world is bleak as I fumble around in the shadows of my psyche. Emotions are figures watching my every move through the twilight zone of my life. Refrigerated by fear I realize one question lingers in the air leaving me paralyzed at my reality. Who am I?
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