In Transit

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
You are the only person who can clear the air and find your purpose...

Submitted: April 02, 2010

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Submitted: April 02, 2010



In Transit


There’s so much confusion to be found;

Hardships loiter all around;

Clashes, smashes; echoing sounds;

The surrounds of life getting me down.


Smog hides truth,

Exhaustion clouds faith,

Life’s roots unwatered, oxygen gone, dehydrated.

Nowhere seems safe.


I know I’m deflated

Crashing through the paces

Life seemingly wasted

One being in a world of spaces;


Killing time only to survive,

As days pass by… and bye and bye…

I have to make myself strive

To find purpose before wasteful demise

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