Unraveling the Road

I’m walking in my dreams
Always moving.

My feet unpick the seams,
Nervously removing,
The weight of my actions.

A frightened reaction
To a warning.

Spoken
By the lips of a friend
Gentle not scorning.
On a bike,
At night.

What a hike for the heart.

Loneliness fills the trough,
Truth turns it into a broth
Too bitter to drink.

Just let yourself think,
Of what might have been,
What will not be,
Then let us see,
How this is better.