Invisible Roads and Imaginary Paths
I walk down the path that makes sense to me
Taking the road I choose
I take each step at a time
When a new path opens up, I consider each and take the next road
Often my eyes are tricked or are delusional
I see paths that are not really there
These invisible roads and imaginary paths cloud my judgment
I run to these roads, but I cannot reach it
I fight to clear these paths, I cannot get through
I tear my self apart trying to clear the way
I am returned with nothing but Murky bleakness
Not until one small realization clears my eyes and the path is gone
With my head focused, the road is simply a memory
All the work to try and grasp something that never really existed
After so many bruises and blisters, one would think I would stop trying to find the real path, simply because realizing the invisible roads and imaginary paths are so painful
My soul is not content until my True Path is reviled
My Complete Road is opened
Where can I go but Forward…?
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Hear my words, may they move you in whatever direction your soul sees fit
"I am Not what I am"
~ Iago, Othello, the Moor of Venice
~ Iago, Othello, the Moor of Venice