Dennis’ Inner World

To Myself Who Had Met The Same Fate,

By Dennis

I’m a Wanderer,
Who’s looking for something,
That is significant to me.
I’m a Follower,
Who’s following an old path,
That makes me stronger.

During all these years,
I travelled everywhere,
Like a living corpse.
During all these days,
I observed everything,
Like a mad observer.

I’m praying to God,
To end my journey,
Yet, my prayers remain unanswered.
I’m begging everyone,
To make me stronger,
Yet, my request remain unfulfilled.

Finally,
Someone’s whispering to me,
Those whom I call Friends.
They offer me something,
Something I thought insignificant once,
Yet, it ends my journey.

At last,
Someone’s tapping my back,
Those whom I call Friends.
They award me something,
Something I thought weak once,
Yet, it makes me stronger.

I was a Wanderer,
Who had found something,
That I call Friendship.
I was a Follower,
Who had finished my new path,
That I call Happiness.

~ Dennis ~

~ by dennislsy on November 3, 2008.