Megan Rose's Poetry

Tottering Threw The World.

I am far from home, 

I have lost my path. 

I am trying to find my way, 

I am running fast. 

I have stranded my heart, 

I am searching for it. 

I am so shallow walking threw solid walls, 

I have wandered off traveling threw a hundred halls.  

I am close to resting upon a casket, 

I am close to the exit. 

No way am I finding myself again, 

No way I can began all over again.