'Not All Who Wonder Are Lost' Poem by savannah lucero

As I step outside under the stars
The night calls me to travel the far
As I sit and think of my past
I wonder will the good times ever last
When I walk down my lonely road
I wonder what the future will behold
Why is it that when silence come near
Everthing around me I fear
Is there light at the end of the tunnel
Or will I spiral out of control like sand in a funnle
As I look up at the moon
I can`t help but wonder will death come to me soon