Friday, May 6, 2011

What about Everything?

I walked along this road, casual and carefree
and then I stopped to think. 
Where am I going?
Where does it lead?
And why have I not been asking these questions enough?
I think about time for fun
I think about time for play
And then I think about being done.
With no resume.
I am scared.
That everything will stop, and I won't be holding anything. 
Or anyone.
In search of some rest
in search of a break
from a life of tests, but something's always at stake.
Every spring, an ache starts in my chest.
It's a feeling that I can't quite explain, 
but I do know it tells me to run.
What about my life so far?
What about everything?
There are no answers, 
only thoughts that lead to new questions.

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