The Roads Not Travelled

When those two roads diverge

The lesson of taking the one less travelled

Is clear and well known

What a difference choice makes

Following your heart

Not taking the well-worn, easy path

To your heart’s desire


But what about when the road not travelled

Is not taken

Forsaken

Due to no fault of your own?

Like when your family moves

Uprooting you from all you know?

Forcing you to start over

Regrow relationships

And find a new path


You hold that image of the path

In mind

Trying to chart a new course

To the same destination.

To where?

Wasn’t he heading home?

And home has now changed.

And the metaphors is about life

And traveling through it.

So where was I headed before?


Before my world changed

I knew what I wanted.

And as soon as I thought

I’d figured it all out again

My world changed again

That bottom falling out feeling

Of the ride that spins so fast

Became my existence.

And my entire childhood

Became a blur


So the road not travelled

Has become the what ifs…

The who would I have become?

The how would I be different?

The would I have made

The same mistakes?

Similar choices?

Would my flaws be similar?

Would I be similar?

To the me I am now?


Every time my world changed

I had to find the paths again

With no fixed goal

No ultimate destination

In mind

And the woods grew thicker

The sky was that much darker

Time was moving on

Even as I was not

Stumbling around

Lost in those damn woods.


Each time I left friends behind

I held on less tightly

You’ll make new friends

Yes, I got pretty good at that

Until I figured out

It doesn’t matter

They still won’t get to come with me

The next time my world spun.

So I got used to me

Being the only constant

In my life.


And who’s to say

Who or what I would have become

Had the road not followed

Been the one I walked

Instead of the regrets

Of things I couldn’t change


Some times when the world is cold

And the snow is falling quietly

I still wish I was in those woods

Where I knew both where I was

And which way was home

So that I could make the choice

Of which path to take

Safe in the knowledge

That either way led home

And the things I experienced

Upon the journey

Were up to me.

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Published on December 08, 2013 07:33
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