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I sometimes find I'm drifting Through this life without effect; I often wonder if I'm truly Worth what I've been blessed.
You see me in my daily grind, So confident and strong; Yet when I am alone, I question Just where I belong.
For somewhere deeper, there must be Some meaning to this life, Some way to make a difference, Give a reason for this strife.
Is there some hidden meaning? Some agenda to be found? A greater purpose waiting If I care to hang around?
It seems the harder that I try, To focus through the haze, Just serves to add more questions, Through my endless, tired gaze.
It teases and it taunts me, Always slightly out of sight; A hazy vision out of reach, Where darkness hides the light.
Perhaps I'm trying just too hard, To understand it all, For can we ever truly know Just what we have in store?
Each incident, each moment passed, Just adds upon the next, But in the end, will I find truth ... Or will I be perplexed?
Perhaps I make it harder Than it has to be sometimes, But will my searching bring to me My meaning over time?
Or will it leave me broken, And confused as I feel now, While questions bring no solitude, To this, my wrinkled brow.
mona2010 added this comment 2011-06-15 15:58:55-05:00
lovely poem here :)
mona2010 added this comment 2011-06-15 15:58:55-05:00
lovely poem here :)