this traveler within me
makes for navigation
an amusing feat,
losing sight of destination,
there’s nothing new to that,
getting right back on track,
will take an amazing few steps back.
in frustration i let out a sigh,
my heart running wild as it pumps blood through my veins,
i’m done with this obsession of racing for a high,
it only reeks my emotions low when i’m met with only pain.
in this journey,
i drink from both rivers,
one that quenches my thirst in hope,
another that forces wells of sorrow,
but for this need to live,
we have to learn to cope.