Walking through life
In a world of my own
Just wandering aimlessly
With no place to call home
So many years of trying
To put my life back on track
Always waiting for the day
When I would get my life back
But I'm here to tell you
Life has gotten worse
I know I need to be strong
As I wander the universe
But as I move through this life
I wonder what will be my calling
Or am I only destined
To be the one who has fallen
5-27-19/RjH
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An interesting poem, Ray. I think in stanza three you want WANDER instead of WONDER.