2/27/26 Poem

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I'm a wanderer truly.
Always searching for the impossible.
Stuck inside my head, happily playing made up films inside of my head.
I don't question it, since it has gotten me so far.
But now?
I'm unsure more lost than I've ever felt in my life.
What is the impossible, you ask?
Finding a place amongst other people I genuinely feel comfortable, where I can find lifelong meaningful relationships.
Perhaps I sound a little dramatic.
Truly though, I feel like I'm at a dead end.
I know this feeling won't last forever but I still can't believe it.
After everything I've been through.
Even so with each and every breath I take I make a promise to myself.
To live. To dream. To write.
While I realize I'm not the best speaker, I am a good writer.
Writing has always been my way of expressing myself, since I'm not familiar with much else.
Universe watch over me and wish me luck.
I have a feeling I'm going to need it.
 

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