As I walk this path,
With its winding turns and twisted intent,
I can’t help but keep glancing behind.
I’m not sure what I’m looking for,
Maybe checking that nothings creeping up on me,
Maybe hoping to see something that I’ve lost,
Or someone,
Or maybe I just like the familiarity of my past,
I look to the side and see a vastness,
Shapes and colours,
It kind of blurs as I push on so I slow down,
The shapes take forms,
Strangers,
Some vaguely familiar,
**** - I’ve walked straight of the path,
My feet are covered in some dark sticky stuff,
The more I try and kick it off the more mess I get in,
What to do,
If I walk back I’ll waste time,
But I’m not sure if I’ll pick up the path by carrying on ahead,
I’m walking to the side to cut onto the path and still go forward,
I refuse to go back,
I’ve spent too much of my life back tracking,
Where’s this **** path,
Let me get to this tree and see past it,
Whoooaa,
Who are you,
You look lost,
Your welcome to follow me,
I’m heading back to the path,
I’m sure it’s up ahead,
Just keep up,
We must be close,
This is definitely familiar,
There it is,
Yes,
See I told you,
Hey -
Where did he go,
At least I’ve found the path,
But now I’ve lost too much time,
I need to speed up,
Now I’m motoring,
All these twists look the same,
Exactly the same,
Wait a minute,
**** it - I’m running the wrong way,
This isn’t  good - there must be a short cut,
I wish I’d just gone back the first time I got lost,
Wait,
Will you look at that,
The black stuff on my feet has left footprints,
I could of just followed them back to the path,
Truth is I didn’t even notice them,
To busy stressing about being lost,
So frustrating,
I give up,
I’m stopping,
I’ve had enough,
What’s the point,
I’m staying here,
Im Just going to sit here quite happy,
Chilling,
Bored,
Suppose I should move really,
I’m not achieving anything,
Right,
Let’s stick to the path this time,
Wait,
This is where I started ,
Your joking,
What is the point of any of this,
This time I’m doing it properly,
Paying attention,
Eyes down,
Concentrate,
Why did I even leave,
All this for what,
Because I wasn’t happy where I was,
I wish I’d stayed,
Now I’m lost,
And I don’t even know where I’m going,
It better be good when I get there,
Wherever there is,
Can’t be any worse than where I’ve been.
Maybe I’d be better going back,