I travel to the ends of time
searching for myself
arrive at darkened destinies
missing me by moments
Successful in eluding
I don't know where I am.
Doubt and pity by my side
my search will never end
From place to place I wander
it is the pace that keeps me safe
I caught up to me in Haiti
then I made my own escape.
I'm really not that hard to find
I get there and there I am
I just can't seem to face myself
So catch me if I can.
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smiles...it can be a long a tiring journey that takes us closer to ourselves at times... i always discover a bit more of me on my real journeys, being stripped of everything familiar as well...
ReplyDeletegod point - i had fun with this one
Deleteby the way.. typo in line one...tiime with two i..
ReplyDeleteRoger that! Thanks
DeleteSounds like travelling somewhat resembling an escape... great poem Sam
ReplyDeleteha. i think we spend most of our lives looking for ourselves...funny where we find ourselves too...great close on this verse, unable to face yourself...
ReplyDeleteCatch me if I can - a wonderful line and one many can relate to--and what they also travel for. Wonderful candor. k.
ReplyDeleteGreat ending to a compelling poem.
ReplyDelete'missing me by moments', I like that a lot.
ReplyDeleteI can see you had fun with this one...it rings of truth and humility.
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