Destination
As I walk through the wide, sweltering desert,
Warm, dry winds whisper into my eyes.
The sun is furious on my back,
Leaving my solemn shadow tailing behind me.
Along my weary voyage, I start to realize,
The bright blue skies above are mere deceptions,
Hiding their grey sorrows behind them.
Bound by laws of sadness,
mankind crumble and fall in tears,
Remnants of everyone’s past feelings.
Life’s road that just used to be only one
Has now split into crossroads and lanes.
And I float in between,
While humanity makes ambiguous jabs at their fate.
The world is full of endless paths,
Built by the frame of dreams, wishes and emotions.
If we can just find and reach the destination,
And turn at least one of those ideals into reality,
Grief will just be a myth in the future.
Now, as I began my journey,
There is no turning back.
