Everlasting....

Seeing a world
not quite understanding
to anyone not even you

You find yourself
walking down
this world of confusion
always thing of home and
how to get home

Never knowing
will you ever see home again
hoping ever day to
see your home
one last time
before its too late

Never knowing
can be torture to you
and can be held against you
if your life depended on it

poem by Bethany Williams
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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