The Lost Traveller

What direction should I take?
in this walk, I am in silence
looking back at the traces I make
coloring darkness into solace.

I am lost and I fall
clearing each mess served on this table
wandering; I’d crawl

getting hard, I am in trouble.

What is life to offer me?
I am still in owe
What path do I want to be?
just yawning in nostalgic rendezvous.

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