THE ROAD NEVER ENDS

Through my mere existence within this journey known as life, I have traveled through the deepest muddy waters, even through hell and back. But yet somewhere between the symmetries of lines I always, find thyself wondering upon this dark and cold and lonely road. Silently wondering within the depth of the darkness, searching for what I don't know nor do I remember, the reason why I am here upon this road walking like an silhouette shadow like a shadow walking in the dark. Yet within this transcending moment where realms of the unknown, combine with the reality of thought creating visions of those faces and places built. From even deeper emotions with the process of the feelings and images, and thoughts once forgotten thoughts lost so long ago suddenly become realer than real. For even the relationships between the what you had and what you have, are still images buried under the surface of layers and layers of turmoil and confusion. Even the misconception of exchange of spoken words spoken out of anger and frustration between the lines of pages told by each other. For even as I desperately feel the need to move on forward, I find myself thinking more deeply on this stimulating journey and travel and walk. For even though I may not understand the true meaning of being here, there is a voice inside of me telling me to continue to walk down this long road, ahead of me till I reach my true destination of what is called life. As it is a road trip that we all must endure as we journey beyond, from what we were before just prisoners of an systematic and theology system. To who we have become during this period of space time travel, not just a shadow waiting in the deepness of the darkness to strike, but to rechange and rebuild and reshape the very fabric of the existences of my heart and mind and soul and life.