Path

Walked the same path again and again
Hoping each time it was a different ending
However, I find myself
Back to the same place I left

Maybe its time to take a different path
Veer to the left or to the right
Anywhere as long as I don’t walk again
The path where it all began

The path has become thorny, sometimes dark
Walking through it alone, not my idea of lark
A sunny, rosy path in sight
That is one nirvana I wouldn’t mind

What path I walk is upon me
I choose the sights I want to see
Leave behind a cold, wintry night
Walk towards and embrace a beautiful sunlight.