The Wanderers

The world full of surprise
That you survived
Even as your life seems bruised
We watch as if it is a play

A savage record of dramatic chaos
Plunging us deeper into the abyss
That is but a chamber in your heart
Shrouded in mystery

We are both wanderers
Nomads on the emotional landscape
Peace will only come with death
If at all

I once took you by the hand
And stared deeply into your eyes
I was left speechless
Time stopped

You march on with a strength that is fathomless
A running paradox of perseverance and self-destruction
People forget about your pain
But I remember

I do not know where it will end
Transfixed by the blood on your dress
We will have to wait and see
Like the rest of the world