Sometimes I wonder if all of this will make sense one day
Will it all be worth the inner turmoil I battle every waking
hour?
How will the sun feel when the storm passes and the dust
settles?
Will there be regret or just happiness?
It's been a while since I have been wondering.
Back then i wondered how now would feel
This doesn't feel happy or regretful
It's more than i imagined
Some destined to go & some mistakes i made
Some stayed and yet some just watched me fade away to
this.
While i wonder if they know this
All this happening yet, never gaining what I truly want
Still on the journey chasing dreams
Battling every waking hour wishing the turmoil would cease
Still wondering if this will ever make sense one day.
YOU ARE READING
dreams
Poetrya collection of poems on the theme of dreams. please read at your own risk.
