Journey Up The Road where does the road begin.


can never find the beginning or end.

Another day same time.

moving with nothing in mind.

Ready to stroll on another trip.

moving ahead with no boundaries I can’t slip.

Searching with each step for better days.

seem like everything negative is the easy way.

Now I’m on the big street.

Suffering from the smothering heat.

looking ahead hoping the road come to an end.

Moving slower on the road it’s starting to bend.

can’t stand any longer I’m bending on one knee.

Feeling trapped amongst the big forest trees.

Ready to cry.

no hope for me why must I try.

My journey up the road is near.

The road seem to continue the ending is not clear.
I would want to live longer...