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