Poezja

When we are forced to follow and choose the journey without their destination..
When we are pushed to walk barefooted and with wounded feet..

When we don't have choices..
When we don't have alternatives..
When clouds of uncertainty and disappointment are all around us..
But still we have to walk in a dark..

When we finally reached the door of our destiny..
But there is no key to open and enter that door..
We think we are hopeless and reached a point of no return..