Stop to dusk

Today I realized that again I have traveled to and through parts I never could interpret
or believe I could.

For nothing was planned 

Just a moment spent living life
As given
As been
Thought to me

A continuous...... continues

Thinking not stopping
No

Yet stupidity showed up

But change also with experiences became a gem
to my norm
what a visit
To enjoy.....
wondering what the fuck
is the purpose of all this
 
But my aloneness
did no whisper to my loneliness
as sad how lucky I am

Yet tomorrow I may walk carrying bags on my shoulders 
Thinking .... knowing no where to go or live
except at the stop call Death.