Wondering
As I'm sitting here,
Deep into a trance,
I'm having some fear,
Of what's coming up in the next glance.
Life has its turns,
Some not so good,
Others leaving burns,
For reasons not understood.
As I look into my mind,
I see my life as it was,
What pain I left behind,
Wondering what one does.
My ride is almost over,
When I notice a sharp glare,
Looking over my shoulder,
I can't help but to stare.
Wondering what I see,
I step off the ride,
Seeing it's a key,
I take it with pride.
Opening the door it goes to,
I carefully step inside,
Wondering what to do,
I see a note laying aside.
Then I wake up,
Wondering what was inside,
Life may never tell me,
So I'll wonder until the day I die.
