“Not all those who wander are lost.”
-J. R. R. Tolkien

wanderer
storm-battered, unconsoled
if you can hear me
don’t lose hope
don’t grow weary of your life
of unanswered questions
filling volumes
in the library of your mind
here’s to you
and to your wanderings
to your questions without answers
and to every night you’ve lain awake
and wondered
here’s to your heart

Sometimes dreaming is what keeps me alive
but sometimes I wonder if it's worth the fight
when all it appears to do is fill my mind, with
something that seems impossible for this life.

And I don't mind this world in its essence
it's the outcome I don't understand
when everything's viewed to be broken
and no one will just take a stand.