The road

it's easy to blame others for where your at, but as you reflect your in control of the road you go down in life

​​​​​THE ROAD
​​​​ By Robert taylor
Down this wearisome road
It’s their fault, never my own
It’s the direction they forced me to go
Down this daunting road
When will it end?
This road I’m on, been on it way too long
Life’s unfair; I think we’d all agree upon
Makes us mad, but we must move on
When we need her the most she’s gone
I had no enlightenment of where I’d be
A hundred miles down this road of destine
Blinded by love and faith it’s led to an empty sea
It’s depressing to say the least,
It’s not where I wanted to be
For I’ve slowly but surely
Gone off the road
The one my loved ones paved for me
Who am I to be naïve?
But I wanted draw my own dream
Now look, a thousand miles into hell
Is what it seems
Down this long unpromising road
​It’s no one’s fault but my own
​It’s the direction I’ve chosen to go
​Down this endless road

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[Skie blue.]

Nice! I really like this piece of writing, and it's idea. Kind of like a never ending journey of melancholy. Is that what it's supposed to be like?