Pathfinder.

Pathfinder.

A Poem by T. Wes Smith

I travel, light years I can see when only a step I take, as if from times chains I have been freed, yet such a sense of expediency, without direction, set course, without a heading, ostracized from convention of the meaning of progression.

The backdrop of life, set to dim, a thin dark cloth draped over my eyes as a hue of the moon shines through, set on dark, drab, is this happening again, falling once more out of my own skin, separated from this capsule and the feelings that one can be bound within.

Feeling the weight above my feet, not all my own, the feelings of those I love, baring so heavily down on me, I stagger and drop to a knee, as the feeling grows, overwhelming in my heart, from my eyes the tears start to flow, onset with an overwhelming sorrow

My mind wonders, in an attempt to locate answers, as my eyes search the archives of my mind, trying only to find, where this path is supposed to lead, questions without conclusion, perpetuates the hopelessness and feeds with inability and no possibility of ingestion.

The meaning that lies behind these beaten and battered feet, I cannot find it for the life of me,

The colors saturate as the filters fade, to lighten the load but through water skewed vision I’ve seen, this walk so cumbersome and daunting is the baggage of my life, I have carried on in strife, but the journey of my light, it has ended for me.

Feeling the guilt of the survivor although it is I, this time who has left that of the living, and all I can think is how this wasn’t the way it was supposed to be, so much more to show you, of what is deep inside of me .

But as I awoke so abrupt drenched in this sweat, I come to realize that it’s not over yet, the chance I have seen, to be truly me, and share all my possibilities, make the most of this paradigm, stop wasting time and show everyone, how much can really be done, with just this one life.

© 2012 T. Wes Smith


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Love the way you portrayed this piece... paints a beautiful picture and expression:) Love the last 2 lines.... show everyone how much can really be done, with just this one life. There are sooo many possiblilites out there for everyone whether we realize it or not and whether or not we choose to take the right path. Keep up the good work:)

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Love the way you portrayed this piece... paints a beautiful picture and expression:) Love the last 2 lines.... show everyone how much can really be done, with just this one life. There are sooo many possiblilites out there for everyone whether we realize it or not and whether or not we choose to take the right path. Keep up the good work:)

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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