Fading

Walking the path
I one day stopped
And questioned it
Where are you leading?
From my eyes
I see little in front
And less in back
Where do I go?
As time forges on
Fading, I lose the path
Flying over treetops
My thoughts jumping
From cloud to cloud
When will I see it?
When will I truly know
That my time has come
My days are numbered
That whatever may come
And whatever may not
Will be from my soul
Why does the path lead out
And not in?
What will I do, 
When all I have left is myself?

angstintrospectionlifesadmayfree verse

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