Here I am,
on this end of the road.
Turning back,
I see wrong turns
leading to
this end of the road.
Here I am,
with glassy eyes.
Nothing else but
wrong turns in my mind.
How did I end up on
this end of the road?
Here I am,
looking beyond the end.
The path too rough
with stones and sticks.
How I fear to leave
this end of the road?
Here I am,
too afraid to let go
everything I have
for a new start.
Too afraid to step out of
this end of the road.
Here I am,
fooling myself.
False beliefs misting my mind;
false hopes lifting my spirit
though I knew I would be broken on
this end of the road.
Here I am,
not knowing how,
but knowing it by heart
that I need to move on,
leaving behind
this end of the road.
7:52 pm
14 May 2011
A0805, Casa Subang.
