Paths.

Here's something I wrote last night... I was having a bit of an introverted, thinky moment and just started writing. I still don't feel as though I'm properly writing again, but I plan on doing something special for my next post as it'll be my 50th update. So for now, here's a little something that I call Paths.

Paths.

What is it for, this life that we lead?

Is there a reason to struggle, to cry and bleed?

I think, therefore I am.

Does this truly define me as a man?

Choices, decisions, and the dreams we pursue.

The chances we take and the things that we do,

They all amount for what in the end?

To accumulate, on Facebook, a greater list of friends?

I find it hard to sometimes decide

If it was worth passing up these choices, now denied.

But thinking on aspects of this life I now own,

I have no regrets. No remorse to be shown.

Sure, this life has not always been kind,

But never do I wish to stop and rewind.

Our lives are defined by our history.

It is my past that makes me what is me.

This past I have lived, these choices made,

They shape my future, my next crusade.

Doubt is fleeting, but this life is my eternity.

I walk the road that is chosen by me.

I know I am guided, my feet are led along.

I know my faith and my love shall keep me strong.

This path I have chosen, though it may not seem so clear,

This path is the one I walk, and the one that I do hold dear.

Someday, more choices will appear.

Their ugly faces once more bring fear

And doubts that I must face within my mind,

But I know the next path holds a new adventure to find.

Hope you like it. Now I'm gonna go and enjoy a nice hot cup of t- oh wait... I've given up tea for lent... Damn this is gonna be a long 40 days.

Peace out,

Craiggy.