This poem I wrote after taking a long walk and doing a little reflecting of my life. Its hard to explain but I hope you all enjoy it.
Where is home....?
Where is my home?
What is freedom?
Two things I have searched my life for...
...But never really found....
...when it feels like your alone in the night....
...walking a lonely path...
and confronting your own self
Maybe I found these things at one point or another
But never understood what they ment
Or maybe didnt realize it
Until it was too late to enjoy it
Someday I will fine my bliss
One day....hopefully
I will smile once more
And truly mean it
I hope one day to understand
Why I do what I do...
...and maybe Ill find the answer
to my questions....
I know in the ancient egyptian afterlife, there were two questions asked. "Did your life make other people appy?" and "Were you happy in your life?" .....Those answers Im not so sure of just yet....
Where is home....?
Where is my home?
What is freedom?
Two things I have searched my life for...
...But never really found....
...when it feels like your alone in the night....
...walking a lonely path...
and confronting your own self
Maybe I found these things at one point or another
But never understood what they ment
Or maybe didnt realize it
Until it was too late to enjoy it
Someday I will fine my bliss
One day....hopefully
I will smile once more
And truly mean it
I hope one day to understand
Why I do what I do...
...and maybe Ill find the answer
to my questions....
I know in the ancient egyptian afterlife, there were two questions asked. "Did your life make other people appy?" and "Were you happy in your life?" .....Those answers Im not so sure of just yet....
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Daddy Zeric, your life IS happy. Sure you have complications that go on in RL, but here, you have the mate of your dreams, you have really good friends, and a family who will love you to the very end. We're there for you, Daddy Zeric... Like how everyone, including you, is there for me...
freedom is a sence where...hmm...its a sence that where your at in life is something you know is right, you may be at place where shit my fly and flowers bloom, you may consider that freedom, im sure some people do. but all in all, i feel its a sence of the point in yourlife is right
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