AWAKENING

the time i sit and wonder
and on thoughts i do ponder
with these questions i puzzle
i think my mind needs a muzzle
as thoughts flow wild and free
i slowly become aware of me
time brings change, like the seasons
but needs no method or reason
i close my eyes....out slips a tear
as i sit in the wasteland. no ones near
quietly i wait and behold
the story of my life as it unfolds
as i strike out into the night
attempting to leave my mark
finally i allow myself to see
that this was never meant to be