George's Writing
This Unknown Path
I walk this path, I am not sure where it leads.
But I know it is right.
Each step I take brings me closer.
To what I have not, quiet figured yet.
Strange how I am not afraid, should I be?
Tis only a path.
The trees grow taller, life starts to glow.
I can see something what could it be?
My heart beats against my chest.
What am I looking at?
What is making my soul sing?
The world around me burst in to color unknown.
My vision clears I can now make out a shape.
Tis a human shape, who is this person?
My pace quickens as my anxiety heights.
They are special to me I know it.
But why?
Could it be him, not it cannot.
It is all too easy… it can’t be true.
All too easy.
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