Here I sit by the side of the road, reflecting on this path that I have “chose”
struggle to cut the ties that bind, the ones entangled inside my mind
wishing to lunge a fist inside, to find the pain, trying to bleach that blackened stain
I’d hold it up for all to see, for this is what you see as me
it is me to blame for what is not, it was mine to feel, it was me I fought
it was quite a performance that I had given, the road less travelled was well worth livin’
but on this road I can no longer stay…so here stands my life across the way
I wander back in, for one more look, through these broken doors, that are my book
I walk on stage this one last time, and gather the remnants, of what was mine
I take a bow to end the show, the time has come for me to go
even with so much more left unwritten, no audience remains, no one to listen
the empty theatre sits silent and still, the echoes still ringing from what was so real
banners lie tattered and torn and crushed, the laughter and dreams and hope, now hushed
I smile and appreciate all that has been, remembering this amazing story I was in
etching of memories can never be erased, no stones un-turned, no fears un-faced
lessons learned along the way, providing the character and inspiration I need today
I remove this bandage now, I am done healing, the wounds are gone, an unknown feeling
I close the book, not just the chapter, I’ll leave it here, happily ever after
and when you pick up this book, know that this was for you to keep
it’s ok to take another look and it’s ok to remember and weep
this was a moment in time, filled with risk and struggle and much prevailing
there is nothing of this tale that can be thought of as failing
a lifetime of travels takes you miles from your beginning
nothing of that journey can be anything other than winning
I set you free, or so I think, the time has come, to swim or sink
I hope that you choose to try, and even find that you can fly
find happiness and peace nearby, and that is how I’ll say goodbye
I step back outside, into the light, the sun sets on the theatre, one final night.
walking up the road a bit, there lies a sign, this way or that way? The choice is mine.
I sit on this rock, conveniently provided, I look at the horizon, dimly lighted
the time is now, to start anew, an unknown adventure, a rendezvous
somewhere near or far, certain to be, someone stands unknowingly, waiting for me
another story awaits, fresh pages to fill, a new path to discover, and love still?
only time will tell, and so will I, when we meet again…it’s time for me to fly.
Sm 05-02-17
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