Like a lightning bolt <br />life thunders over me <br />I am bashed down <br />just when I think <br />that I am again on my feet again. <br /> <br />Time flies past much too fast <br />and the grey <br />sneaks into my dark brown hair <br />and between yesterday and now <br />I am slowly loosing courage <br /> <br />and like taking a track <br />I try to find the meaning <br />of my existence <br />and of life <br /> <br />but somewhere <br />I have lost the way <br />and over and over <br />I am lost in the backwoods <br /> <br />and sometimes when I see the stars <br />I am looking for a beacon <br />in the night above me, <br />but nowhere <br />I can find anything <br /> <br />as between now and remembering <br />the darkness <br />like a black blanket <br />wants to fold over me the whole time <br /> <br />but I keep on hoping <br />as if success and happiness <br />is just over the next hill, <br />but the journey is long <br />and my feet are sore <br />and it’s as if <br />I am walking alone through life.<br /><br />Gert Strydom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/like-a-lightning-bolt/
