Not only can i feel fear
Or even smell it,
I can sense it.
For years i've continued
Going on my journey in life
that doesnt really go anywhere
Trying to find the exact spot
To stop and listen and feel
Then when you think you find it
You think you can find
Something better
So you keep going
When Finally -
After leaving thousands of spots,
You decide you like the first one
But you cant go back
Why?
Because its life.
And life keeps going on
Whether you want it to or not -
That doesnt count.
