Set about
to take on
an unfamiliar journey.
So strange
and foreign the terrain.
The only certainty
is dying
in the same state
I was birthed in.
Why not die
elsewhere?
Does it really matter?
Seeking a path
between the stars,
between the moments
that make a life.
That cold, winter sky
is coming,
guiding me like
the belt of Orion.
What gain is there
in being afraid?
What help
is coming
if we remain?
Pull myself along,
dragging my chains
along with me.
Not sure I know
another way to be.
So bored
of the old
and ordinary.
Not sure any of it
was made for me.
I’ll find my way
to some other place,
or at worst,
I’ll die in obscurity,
but at least
I tried.
Setting off.
One step
and then another.
Here
we
go.
HG – 2022
That’s a different take on life there. Well penned!
Thank you for the feedback. I find value in trying to view life from different perspectives. Glad you enjoyed it!