#WritcoPoemPrompt1
A twisted road,
A rebellious journey,
A challenging code,
Towards life's tourney

There are turns,
Full of stones,
Falling stems,
Begin to burn

Moments between,
You're out of the scene,
Confusing echoes,
Where are you going?

Climb every mountain,
Lighten each burden,
Reach the top,
And never stop

At the midst, eyes are bleeding
For nothing is happening,
Hope hides in the cloud,
As it will never be found

Where am I really going?
Wandering long and winding,
Stitches and burns made me this far,
No matter how heavy it falls upon my heart

Along the path,
Whispering some turns will last,
Quaintly dark crossroads,
Leaving no unending episodes

Breathe when scared,
Survive even unprepared,
Surpass all bends and rest,
Pray each pain heals in silent

© wynter68