My journey, a poem

I thought about you today,
Thought I’d let you know.
Not to stroke your ego,
Because I let it go,
But more just to be thankful
For the road I have traveled,
Since you were a part of it.
A quick stop along the way,

A detour I never thought I’d take.

Now, I’m so far past it.
It’s only a memory.
Where I have come
Is near perfection
Because where I have been
Was hell,

But it taught me how to get here.

Where have I been..

I honestly can’t say, exactly. Life has taken me where it pleases and where I am displeased. There are the things I love doing, and things I have to do. I am finding more moments of enjoyment during the long days of animus, but they are too far and few between.

One day, I’ll find the time to enjoy what I love more. One day, I’ll be able to do what I want rather than fill an obligation. If it wasn’t for the only cause that matters in my life, I’d start now. But today, and the next, and the foreseeable days to come, I’ll think of the one day that I will be able to do what I love.