Unpleasant Travels

Another poem I did years ago.

I blend in all around me
seeking a paradise
that eludes me.
Following the whims
of what is inside
and noticing footsteps
from the past,
feeling neglected
expecting worse.
My heart hanging on, but
my mind giving in…

The oasis is upon me…
My eyes dance with excitement
and my memories cackle.
I’ve found what I wanted.
But it has not found me.