Solitary Rendezvous

Is it North?
Is it West?
The point where I must go,
The heat which once endured me has left from head to toe,
But sweat drops from my head whilst I try to navigate through the snow,
I tremble on the pathway trying to battle the horrendous blow,
The wind controls a man but he shall never know,
And they just keep on coming even if your feeling low.

"The rendezvous point is to the east of the west of the city in the middle of the desert dont worry you'll find your way,
It may not be tomorrow or at any early day,
Really you must hope, believe and pray,
That you may rendezvous with the feeling which once went astray.
"Where do I go I really need allay"
You look up and hear "you are so far away"
To the which you understand and you have nothing to say,
and it all clumps together like a black rose bouquet,
But when you beat the wind the rendezvous point is still not on display.

I climb the mountains and hills but I still don't know why,
Is this rendezvous just a trick or just a lie,
Very possible, yes and I may cry,
Carry on looking at least I can try,
It's worse for you if your 'weak' or 'shy',
Because you get taken over by the voices of the bad guy,
Overall your on you own to deal with the travel to go by,
But the games only just started and ends only when you die.