Anthology

Roads

In viam, veritas

In the journey, there is truth

Broken in pieces, translated

By one who has not studied in five years

The road

Less traveled?

Or paved in good intentions?

The path less taken

Has cigarette butts in the weeds

This has not been the first walk of shame

Done in the thorns of truth

The bridges may be burned

as we get to them

but we've walked though fire before

hot coals are nothing new to the soul

Different paths

Taken at the crossroads

Always told to make the right choice

Then left to our own devices

The world spinning

Upside down and backwards

In truth, the solution is and always has been

The same

One foot in front of

The other

Left

Right

Left

Right left

Right

(we tripped there)

May our paths cross one day

Or if they don't

It has been

One hell of a journey

And I was happy

To go by your side

For what little time we had

Together

Weep not for roads untraveled

It doesn't matter where we take this

God bless the broken

Take the horse to

And ride along

If I just lay here

Watching the passengers

Waving goodbye

Will I

Walk alone?

I'm going for a walk, can you hold this for me?

*extends hand*