We make a map within our head
of where our path of life will lead
until we find the trail we tread
is nowhere near the place we thought
as promises and pride proceed
to keep our tether taut
preventing us from seeking out
that distant spot of which we dreamed
another bind, another bout
of unexpected stress and then
the road is shorter than it seemed
way back when.
Are You Reading Me?
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