Questions In Monologue

Questions in Monologue The roads getting rough Twisting and spurning Got some fuel left But is it enough? Should I double back? Should I carry on? Leave the path completely? Or just break down? Stretching my legs for the long walk To get back from where I came With holes in the souls of my shoes I traverse all the greys and the blues in your name And though I explore every street and spectrum It’s just never the same.. Will our paths ever cross again? I wonder which road you’re on Which way should I walk? What would we do if we should stumble upon? Could we even talk? Sometimes I have to ask If knowing each other is such a task Maybe our paths never even crossed at all..
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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