missing

As he tavelled though desert plains, dusty winds burning his face, searching for his life lost in open space, carrying the weight of the world inside his woven sack, to far ahead, no end looking back, pushing forward to find what's TRUE, his life is missing, it started with you, as drops of anguish run down his skin, confused n tired, where to begin, as he lifts his heavy feet to push on though, he remembered your gone, he must now start a new.