Drift Into Dust

A short creative text inspired by my journey in life searching for purpose as i ranaway from responsibility and drifted life like it was a surreal fairy tale , with no promise of a happy ending

Have I been lost so long that I don't even remember where my home is. I know where I am heading their is no need to worry about me, my promise to myself was that I would always survive and I will always know my way . In any other sane reality that statement would have been a lie but I had hope that my path would lead me to purpose , although this promise had no shape for any universal power to craft into existence I still wanted it so badly. Just keep digging their must be fortune buried somewhere beneath the darkness , so I walked for miles until my spirit crumbled but my strength continued to carry me along and I just would not break. My boots became dust as my feet were carved down to my bones by the Cross roads I passed . I didn't ask myself where my destination was anymore , I can whole heartedly say I just didn't care. Testing my luck greeting every sunrise to it's sunset and saying maybe tomorrow will bring meaning to my life , my chances kept me alive but there was no luck for finding meaning and finally catching a break from the chains of sorrow so instead of gambling I prayed my time would just run out .

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Ps typos dry was very ok
This damn I phone

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Very deep poem
I like this a lot
Looking forward to reading more of your work

Love the metaphors the dust the crossroads etc

[Brandon Jursich]

Thank you so much for the feedback I have lots more to post here and lots to write about , I love the use of metaphors I put into my stuff ☺️

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

Yes I love using metaphors but have only done a few so far

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

Yes I love using metaphors but have only done a few so far