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Wondering Wanderer

Traveling aimlessly can be a huge freight.

By Bazooka TeachesPublished 4 years ago Updated 3 years ago 1 min read
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Once again alone under the blue skies

Every night I die

Scratching away as I ride the rails

Every day I live through a hell

And God leaves me to fry

Yes, I still try

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Dazing away inside a maze

A place that no one knows

My state of mind is simply blind

Empty soul my life has sown

Smiles and hugs keep me sane

My anger inside of me in flames

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Now I tend to watch everyone

While everyone watches me be gone

Why can’t I feel the glee?

Why was my path not clear?

Always wondering and floundering

And the wonder is maybe the clear

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It won't stop coming at me?

Melancholy extravaganza

I didn’t mean to end up like this

Looking up for an answer

While looking down questioning

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I wander with a universe of wonder

Why do I wonder so much?

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By Bazooka Teaches

sad poetry
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About the Creator

Bazooka Teaches

A regular Joe that is just surviving the struggle. Loves to write and is constantly fighting the forces of evil.

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