The Beginning

I long to be set free, from the soul of a wanderer.
Endless is my journey through time.
For it seems as though,
time itself has stood still,
as I walked ahead to meet each day.
Wars and winters,
I don't count them anymore.
They mean nothing...
nothing that I want to remember anymore
nothing that I can yet forget.
For they have been there
and I have been through them
Only to know what aimless tragedies they bring about
only to know that they are inevitable.
But alas!... everything has a beginning.