What Will I Find?
Find me down the garden path….
What will I find there?
A love that has always abandoned me?
The truth that always seems to trickle out of my grasp?
A whisper in my ear of a wonderful life before me?
Unless there is no one at the end of this garden path.
Unless life is devoid of love in it’s purest form.
Unless life is just a cloth stitched from lies.
Unless life is just waiting for me to fall into my grave.
Seeing the better picture is rather hard.
But I am curious.
I want to live better than I am now.
And if it is possible.
Then I shall achieve it and drink its blood until in has molded into my inner self.
_Find me down the garden path…._
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_(I am not feeling up to writing today; I have work to do in the evening as well, so this is probably all I’m gonna do today. Thanks for reading and have a good day.)_