#WritcoPoemPrompt118
Endless highways of misdirected means,
To walk along the lonely street of dreams,
To live in a world where nothing is as it seems,
And takin the pursuit of our pleasures to extremes...
This makes you ask "is this really meant for me"
But what endless road is the right direction now
Everything becomes even more unsure
With a racing mind comes the overwhelming anxiety and self doubt
Wondering if...