dont ask

do not follow me

for i know not what im headed toward

nor what treacherous obstacles that must be triumphed upon this journey

alas the obstacles are far from what worries me

my concern is concentrated on my final destination

every one know its prosperous to take the road less taken

but where is it that either one of the roads end

i fear to take the more difficult of paths only to find that the sidewalk abruptly ends

go where no one has gone

only to see that there is a reason no one has been prior to me

so i ask you

please do not follow me

for i know not were im going

simply i drift

aimlessly float

pointlessly wander

all while i wonder

what if

what if the destination is in fact worth the journey

and that the destination is not what needs to concern me

no matter where i end up the journey is what makes it real

i also wonder what if these thoughts were real

unable to break from the fears that weigh me down

un-forgivingly hold me like anchors

so i ask that you do not follow me

for i know not where it is im going

and should you ask where it is im going

i do not know

when honestly im to ashamed to tell you that i do know where

that in fact im going nowhere

nowhere

a place im far too familiar with

by far the easiest place to go

sometimes the only place you can go to

but no matter how long your there

always the wrong place for you

being at the wrong place at the wrong time doesn’t make anything right

so please

all i ask is you dont follow me

please dont ask me where im going

i will be forced to tell you

nowhere