The paths always divide
Which fork will be taken
Choose then travel
Another fork
I walk the path
My eyes are open
I look down both sides
I know what can happen
Though I see not over the hill
I see what is in the distance
Maybe this path leads me there
Maybe there is another fork
Sometimes fear takes me
My doubts drown out calming thoughts
I suffer alone
Or put another way…I worry about little things that I imagine are wrong but aren’t. I usually know when it’s just paranoia…but there’s nothing I can do about it. I can’t really say anything to anyone or they’d just think I was a little off. [...]
