The Traveler Beyond The Stars Poem by Kim Jones

The Traveler Beyond The Stars



Gray beyond my years,
I'm a weary and hardened traveler,
The only one who can scream and all that is heard is silence,
I'm a grieving and desperate traveler,
The one whose scars remain as new,
I'm a weakened and tortured traveler,
Only able to live in the pitch-black night and not in the warm sunshine,
I'm an isolated and cold traveler,
The fact that I can't be seen at all,
Makes me a sad and exiled traveler,
Through all the hazes of goodbyes,
I'm a forgotten and hated traveler.

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