Try my shoe

In the middle of nowhere.. 

I lock myself inside torned tent.. 

Without hesitation in silence I meditate..

I look at myself against the mirror .. 

Only to see my image shading tears of both pain and of fear 

Horrible memories rander my mind.. 

As tears race down my eyes.. 

Cries of helpless dying children fill my ears..

My heart filled with pain.. 

Pain which has no gain.. 

For once I was a citizen of a great nation.. 

But now I seek refuge from Unknown destination.. 

Try my shoe.. 

Shoe of being homeless 

Shoe of having no family 

Shoe of pain.. 

Shoe of rejection.. 

Shoe of loneliness.. 

Shoe of illness.. 

Shoe of hunger.. 

Shoe of cravings.. 

Cravings for peace,love and harmony.. 

I still hang on the little rope of hope..

Because I see a dim light at the end of the tunnel.. 

Hopefully that one day the pain will come to pass.. 

For I believe this isn't a curse...

Try my shoe. 

@TheLuoPoet.