aku-ernst-silvario luiz-jennifer tirta

I look behind me,
at the path i chose to take
I see the holes where i have fallen,
the places that i have stumbled
and the paths i had not taken.
I see the people i have left behind,
some whose journey had ended,
some who chose a different road,
and some who simply waited.
I feel sad to see the distances between us now,
but when i look down i see only my footsteps.
I look ahead and the road fades,
the fog as thick as ever.
I know not what the next step holds,
be it another stumble, or another face.
Will i feel the ground below me,
or just empty space.