Steadfast towards the future
Is life fantasy or reality? I find myself asking these questions lately. I was once full of vitality. I had meaning, a purpose. What does it all mean now? I always wanted to find a home; a place full of new beginnings and happy endings. Instead I'm left to drift alone on the current known as life. A tumultuous existence that I am. Maybe you'll notice me in passing with my gaze directed towards the next sunrise. I am the bearer of new breath. The homeland has welcomed me, but I can not falter. Life has always been a cruel mistress.Recollection of Life
Reflecting on these thoughts I continue onward. My father had once warned me about straying from our path--trying to choose a different fate. He told me that we can run from our destiny, but no matter where we turn it will come back to haunt us. Why must I be a sign of rebirth for people? I am left to stagnate while the world moves on. In my lucid moments I wonder if I was in fact cursed. One day I will break free. One day.....Credits