Sense Of Direction Poem by Laura arwen

Sense Of Direction



Right now I
do not know
which direction to
go
I have lost
my true direction
There are many
directions to be
taken but none
is the most
suitable for me
I'm always distracted
by many thoughts
It's bad to
have to change
direction suddenly
I would like
to be appreciate
and admire for
what I am
I should give
the right meaning
to my life
I'm bored of
not knowing what
to do
I love sleeping
I don't want
to modify my
habits and my
routine
I must rediscover
my mental balance
Every night I
cry alone
Sometimes I'm tired
to live and
exist
Only in my
dreams doesn't exist
the superficiality
For me, no
place is safe
because they are
too scandalous
I suppose I'm
not desirable
I want to
control everything
I need the
peace to create
my greatest masterpiece
My main direction
is on cleaning

Saturday, January 26, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: road,way
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