Poem: Destination

Every day is becoming the same.

There is nothing new here for me.

Yet I keep coming back hoping that something will change.

Then I look and realize this is my final destination.

This is the place where I am supposed to be.

This is not the place where I want to be.

My tears start pouring and rain is running scared.

Why do I need to be here?

Why is this sorrow filled with my fear?

I tried to move on, but I never could find a place to land.

I know my journey is not yet complete.

I need to get a whiff of what is out there for me.

I just know that day will never come.

I know my path and destination will always lead me back to here.