Poems For The Sad Soul

Poem 28

I didn't find the truth, the truth found me,

I was in a different world by the count of three.

I stood around wondering "What is this place?"

And that's when the truth, hit me right in the face.

This world is a mystery, and it's a giant maze,

Going through it, would take so many days.

The truth was behind me, where ever I go,

It won't leave, no matter how hard the wind would blow.

Was the truth, a friend or foe?

I wish I could see it, I wish it would show.

Then I can finally see, the darkness or light,

And after knowing, I can rest for the night.