Is it the life I chose or my choices made my future misty and far from my view. Is this it? All my hopes and dreams stuck in this place that many may call all there is to be, home is it? Then why so unsettling, my soul scorned with fear am I supposed to call this home?I'm lost in a place I never intended to get to, let alone acknowledge it's existence, I wished I was among the few that took the road less taken but in the blink of an eye I've some how taken the path of those who refused to dream then their eyes can see
Who am I? and what have I become? Where my ambition bigger than my aspirations? Have I all of sudden become a statistic of what is expected of me?
Suceed & failed I chose to leave this place, my destiny awaits me and this is not home, it is nothing but a pit stop to see who is still aware of how great and utterly unique their aspirations are, those who fail to remember remain and those who do live to fight another day
Loved & hated I still know where I'm going if you must know it is a place that smiles when the sun rises and when the moon takes its place, it's a place where my soul is at rest it's... home
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Succeed &failed, loved & hated
PoetryWriting that express the mind conflicted by a 'pause' in dreams and the realisation of where the journey began and finding something with in that breaks free from conforming with societies expectations