The Wanderer

i wander the hollow caverns of my soul

wandering without aim

wandering without purpose

wandering without anything even resembling a goal

nothing even disguised as a finish line

i wander through my memories

wandering down familiar roads

wandering through winding nightmares

wandering past one way streets and consistently wrong turns

consistently failing as i fall off dead end cliffs

and there is a sign that reads "no outlet"

and suddenly everything becomes so clear

no matter how long

no matter how far

no matter how much i wander

i will never find my way out of hell

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