Stationary Traveler


They say the man that ventures most

At times, does not go far


For he may be across the world

But he is caged by his own scars


The realities of what happened in his youth

Conflict within him deep


So, miles away he may be from us

But in the same spot he tends to be


Envied by so many who surround him

Yet he pities himself


For what is a worldly man of many riches

If he is haunted daily by his past


Stamps on his passport

But mentally he is sitting at home


Despite the thousands of miles he may travel

He remains stationary and alone



“Do not drag the misery of your past into your present. If you do, you will never be able to escape it.” -Monica Renata 

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