The Fieldstone Review

Lonely Journey

by Rafael Chidiac

I stand, waiting
To start my lonely journey
I don’t want
To go

A deep breath,
The first step.
Heavy back
With no load.

I passed a crossroads,
A while back
Which is where
It would have begun

Had I not taken
The road less travelled
The road less wanted
The road less done.

In the distance
Lights are twinkling,
On a road divergent
From my own

At the end of mine
Is unearned pity
The fearful blindness
Of things unknown.