Beyond the Boardwalk
Narrow slats of wood, ticking time
step by step, gap by gap
follow the rhythm, and the rhyme.
Inside the lines, its safer here
follow the rest, stay on the map
eyes straight ahead, the path is clear.
As if on rails, locked to this course
has free will abandoned me?
maybe it's time to revisit the source.
Beyond the boardwalk, now I will tread
free of betrayal, beguised as friends
along my own path I will travel instead.