Just here and nowhere else
Just here and nowhere else I have no idea how to start this poem but maybe that's the point of pointlessness We are here just here and nowhere else and everything's new Leaving stale hatreds far behind losing the luggage burdening the soul and untying the kite strings of empty dreams A new world, new goals, and a new me finding inspiration just waking up Yet it's hard not to crumble under the weight of past mistakes and the ghosts of regret haunting sleep That's why this write begins without a start as I travel to the ends of the world hoping to close the circle of life from start to finish of the last lines of my poem Love begins with the morning sun maybe starting here is a better place to begin