Not all who wander are lost.
Yet still, I wonder
where am I headed to, I have no clue?
But I know where I am,
I’m stuck in the moment, fighting to find my way, but yet I’m still so lost,
Lost in my thoughts.
Thoughts which range from “what’s for dinner?” to “why am I here?”
Ranging from shallow minded ignorant young Blackman to Young Woken brother on a mission?
My mind is jumping from leap to leap.
Leaving me confused and wondering, Where am I and where are we going?
Then I realize, maybe I’m just a wanderer after all. A soul built to go where ever, whenever my heart desires.
I don’t think have been this down in a long time, like my meds aren’t working and all I want to do is just stay in bed and cry. Like its so hard coming to work or going around like I’m good but I can’t even do it anymore and all the drinking isn’t helping anymore. I feel so weak and tired. For a second there I thought I was doing much better. I felt a momentum change, my heart was filled with joy but all of a sudden now I’m down again, filled with rage.I’ve punched the wall several times today from anger, my heart is filled with despair. I just want to getaway from everything, I work all time but I don’t see anything from it. I feel like such a waste and an under achiever, I overload myself with work not to think but just get up and work takes so much away from me. I don’t know what is wrong. I’m a walking cry for help, I’m such a lost soul and misguided sheep. I’m so lost and misguided; I’m walking cry for help. I’m such a lost soul.