Endless Travelling

I've been travelling for awhile now

Down this cold, empty road

There are no signs to point me where to go

Nobody to ask what direction to turn

Even if there were signs or people

I wouldn't know which to follow or what to ask

Because I don't know where I'm going

I've been travelling for awhile now

No one by my side

There is no hand to hold

I might of had companions once

Though they were probably only an illusion

Even if I were not alone

They would disappear as quickly as they arrived

Because they don't know where I'm going

I've been travelling for awhile now

Don't know when I'll be through

No idea what destination I'll reach

Someone threw me out here on my own

Not caring if I'd know what to do

Even if I knew

I wouldn't want to do it

Because I'm not going anywhere

Author's Note

Obviously this poem doesn't rhyme, because I don't care for rhyming poems. So disregard that and tell me what you liked and what needs improvement.

Reviews

[MomzillaNC]

What a sad journey. We all look for meaning in our journey, and for company and guidance along the way. Yet to have found it, the narrator leaves the reader meandering into and empty future.