Where I’m Going

Hardly, I know where I’m going.

Really, there’s no way of knowing.

The choices I’ve made have led me

to this very moment. The places

I’ve traveled to taught me that

there is no going back. Moving

forward while carrying a sword,

I inch closer toward a new world.

In this life there are no guarantees,

just new people to meet and new

places to see. Where I’m going, there

must be no regrets. I’ll move on

as time resets. Tomorrow, I’ll have

a better idea of where I’m going.

I’ll show up there with a past

still glowing. With rivers flowing

and flowers growing, I’ll show up

with bruises and cuts proving that

truly living takes guts. Time to see

where life will take me. Time to

grow older trying something new.

Day Before Last

I’ve counted the days

and now I’ve stopped.

I’ve gone many ways

to get to the top.

I’ve seen the days fly by

in front of my eyes

to only realize

my dream’s demise.

I’ve learned so much –

What to do with it?

Memories go untouched

in a place, they sit.

Three, then two, then one

Now, it is the day before last

And I don’t know where to go.

I’ve lived my days all too fast

with regrets only I will know.