What a weary traveller am I
As I look back to the path I have followed.
There were many ditches,
many turns,
many ruts,
and many stitches.
Yes, the path I have taken
has tears of pain forming salty rivers,
and spikes of anger growing ****** thorns.
I do not regret treading down this path
But if I were to regret something,
it would be that I never stopped to think and wonder:
Why must I venture down this road alone?
Not only would the path I had taken
been lacking the lone
but at last I would have someone to share it with.
Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 3:47 PM UTC
What a weary traveller am I
As I look back to the path I have followed.
There were many ditches,
many turns,
many ruts,
and many stitches.
Yes, the path I have taken
has tears of pain forming salty rivers,
and spikes of anger growing ****** thorns.
I do not regret treading down this path
But if I were to regret something,
it would be that I never stopped to think and wonder:
Why must I venture down this road alone?
Not only would the path I had taken
been lacking the lone
but at last I would have someone to share it with.
