Wandering
By Tara Nicole Walker
9.20.2002
I wander on
Looking
Searching for something
That I can connect with
Yet I find
That I
Search in vain
Nothing really
Seems
To be out there
The only thing
That I really find,
Is pain
Whoever came up
With: "without pain there is not gain"
Was an utter fool
They have obviously
Never themselves
Tried it out
People ought to
Keep to themselves
With their little sayings
Unless they really
Understand what
They're talking about
Pain is something
That wears
On one's soul
Tugging at
Their very
Flesh
Something that
Clouds your mind
And causes
Right and wrong
To mesh
Sometimes the pain
Of wandering
Doesn't seem
Worth it's cost
Because if you ever
Find it
You'll suddenly realize
The point has been lost
But there is always
That hope
That we will find
Something to
Attach to
But I won't count
On it
Because I refuse
To be played
The fool