Poem: Outlander

Outlander

I'm left in a world I didn't quite expect,
A place of hopelessness and neglect,
Consumed by a void of 'nothing' but stress...,
With replaying memories I just can't forget,

I had such vast aspirations at first,
They seemed to disappear into despair,
Through wanton desire deep burning with fear,
A quantum of solace springs forth from thin air,

At times it would seem that the joy would outweigh,
Disparaging stages time would convey,
Much to my chagrin an unspoken display,
Leaves me here exiled beneath disarray,

Whatever shall I do?
Wherever do I go?
I ask myself what've I truly become?
An Outlander! fighting for the power to exist,
And there can be only one..!

- Fonzo