A Wanderer

A brazen land with no destination
I walk as if to reach the moon
Dragging my soul and holding my heart
It’s a long way, I’ve to make it there soon
Because time’s slipping and eyes blurring out
The stars walking with me to and the fields of draught
The chills that I feel all along making it all more worse
The wounds opening up over and over thinking of all my firsts
Letting go and holding back again because I just can’t leave
My inner self and my ego getting hurt all due to my belief
This didn’t have to be this way, me running through it all alone
But I guess I would’ve not been this way only if I’d known.