The travel is long, and wide, and Deep But you're here, holding my hand, with me Couldn't think of a better one to tread this with Regardless of what happens, of what goes on We'll never, ever be torn
The travel is tough, and wild, and surprising But I can abide, if you have the patience In my transitions, I'm caught now But I'm not alone In my travel towards the Sun
The travel you began Thanks, thanks, thanks. Little steps lead to a long path walked I've done this on my own, alone
The travel is something i cannot lose Throw away the wrong spells Keep some for help.
To those who say I can only write depressing poems.