Journey

Life's a journey they say
A new adventure everyday
But what do we seek?
With no abode and sustenance meek
Where do we head?
With our visions dead and conscience dead

Do you still hear the voice inside?
Or did you shed a tear when it just died
Did you into a new expanse foray
And feel like the picture of Dorian Gray
An ugly reflection of yourself
A curious wanderer gone astray

Familiar faces will disappear soon
And not just others', but yours too
It takes a descent from the good to the vile
You'll forget the arch of your brow
The curve of your smile

A journey you wish you'd never begun
Stuck in the web you've gradually spun
When every eye sees you as cold as stone
Lacking hope and patience outworn
Ask yourself - how long
Till I journey alone?