Where is the map of this world?
What direction am I to take?
How will I know,
when I finally stand at the crossroads,
that the decision I make is true.
I feel as though I have been on this deserted road
for all of my lives.
I have made different choices,
but the scenery has remained the same.
No rolling hills.
No flowering fields.
Only dry, lifeless landscape,
laid out before me -
endless and bleak.
An angry sky filled with clouds,
that never make good on their threats.
Never any rain
to quench the thirst of this land,
or my spirit.
Never any sunlight
to nourish the grass,
or my soul.
I have walked this road with no change.
No curves or distractions.
No night that I might rest.
No morning that I might wake.
Eternally trapped it seems,
on this path
to nowhere.
