Crossroads

Some day, I will packed my bag.

Taking all the money that been saved up.

Quit this daily mundane life.

That did not give me a meaning to live.

Dealing with the death

That hovers over me.

Leaving me all alone,

Grief taken over my soul.

Hopped into my car, saying goodbye.

Qutting the job that does not inspire my passion.

Tired of constantly getting heart broken.

Driving off into the sunset somewhere out by the coast.

Letting the wind, blow my hair.

The sun shine guiding me down the road.

Muisc over take my ears, leading my emotions to where it belongs.

At the crossroad, where do I go from here.

I know what I want, it is to search for a home.

A home.

Where are you? I am on my way.

Alone or not, Although tell me which way do I go?

There no return at this point.

Past has done me worng more times than it count.

Going forth is the only way I felt alive.

Decided that I will be no longer stuck as a tree.

Replanting the roots where it will grow.

Someone to truly love.

Some place to come back to.

On the crossroad I stand.

The only place that make me see the questionable things in this world.