A poem on the journey
stray
the distance is measured
friendships once treasured, still
can't help but cry
to salvage, did try
the loss had started
a thousand miles ago
i got on the right train, right?
so why the strain? now
staring out the window of time
see seasons change and mountains yet climbed
can't look back, can i
stay on track?
the distance is measured
friendships once treasured, still
can't help but cry
to salvage, did try
the loss had started
a thousand miles ago
i got on the right train, right?
so why the strain? now
staring out the window of time
see seasons change and mountains yet climbed
can't look back, can i
stay on track?