No More Plans
Darkness calls so…..
Where does it end when the road travels on?
Resources found low while left with despair.
Needless time spent wishing.
Alone, worthless, abandon,
Empty of self and yet full of pain.
Events unfold without control,
Hidden feelings, untouched.
Self reliant, unjust demands
I’ve been here before
And I’ll be here again.
Telling one self “I will be alright”,
I have to , because I am all there is.
I know I am alive because I feel the pain but,
If life is found to be that which happens while you make plans of the future……
What do you do when there are no more plans to make?