this road goes on like forever
not sure where it leads
but finally, a semblance of normal
my life is out of the weeds

i've picked myself up
and dusted off the dirt
still hard to breathe
still want relief for what hurts

no sense in anger
or condemning what hasn't come
the future road lies vacant
from this present, quiet kind of numb

my life will only feel change
when i'm months and months from here
time to fight the good fight and
pardon away my worries, troubles, and fears

twist my thoughts around my finger
if only for sanity's sake
this road has to end somewhere
no matter which way i take