Walking

by Cully Barr

My sub-conscience tells me to keep walking,

"you better not stop!" It yells.

So I go on,

I continue,

I have no idea where I will end up or even why I am walking.

I tell myself it will be a good destination,

that if I keep walking no one will follow and stop me.

But even my thoughts cannot convince me,

I do walk for a purpose,

I walk because if I do then I can get away.

Get away from the pain that clouds my sight,

and that keeps me from seeing what is right or wrong.

I had forgotten what it was like to be normal,

my life was sad and too long.

I was scared I would forget pain,

Since I forgot everything else.

But then the pain in my feet scream for relief,

but I do not give in, I know that if I do, my demons will win.

"It" explains the demons in my actions and in my life.

I went through life with these certain demons

weighing me down, they told me I wouldn't succeed,

and they bashed my reputation

and destroyed any hope I had of a happy life.

This is why I walk, to get rid of the demons that

destroy me; to take a stand against the hate

that blocks the path I walk on.

Pain is imaginary and, unfortunately,

I just so happen to be the one imagining it.

Even as I walk, I can see the signs my demons

show to stop me. I have been told all my life,

by too many people, that I mean nothing.

I have to gain the respect I loss for myself;

no, I need too.

Life, for me, is a just a road,

it is not a path until you make a decision.

And just like my demons, my path will go on,

Never ending