My Questions Poem by Joshua Hillard

Where am I going in this life that I lead?
Why it is that all my wants are a need?
How is it so hard for me to believe?
When will it be time for me to achieve?

That’s what it is, where, why, how, and when,
I lead my life on a path that has a trend,
As these four questions run through my eyes,
I seem to be lost, with no chance of a compromise,

I’ve walked this path since I been born,
Through all the fires of hell that left me to mourn,
But now I’m stuck, falling to my knees,
Even when it looked as the path was starting to ease,

I lay in the dirt just pounding the ground,
But as a second instinct, I always look around,
On this path, I found one that began to bend,
As I followed my path, it came to an end,

Instead of moving on, I have to turn back,
Through all my struggles, I seem to lose track,
To experience the same path not once, but twice,
It’s my consequence for willing to pay the price,

I tried to take a shortcut, to save some heart ache,
But instead of getting stronger, I began to break,
Pieces began falling, and my life began to crumble,
So with every step I take, I just seem to stumble,

Tripping, falling, and pulling myself back up,
As this continues, I began to have enough,
I can’t take much more; it’s slipping from my hand,
It’s falling in the dirt; it’s soaking in the sand,

I face this struggle, each and every day,
Karma is karma, but it’s the strain I must pay,
Due to my fate, I’m destined with this journey till death,
Just waiting, waiting to take my one final breath,