My life, My spirit roams from place to place,
Some have joined me on my journey,
Some have left me.
The Persona that I have on now is the one
That I keep for the sake of others.
Neither mad, nor sad.
Happy is the one that everyone wants to see.
Goofy is the one that I show.
The Jester is the one that people are around.
For one I let my guard down,
For one I shared what I could.
And for a while, that one shared the journey with me.
She is looking back now,
Wondering why she chose this path.
She says that she will regret it one way or the other,
The decision that she has made.
My Spirit still roams, sad for the one,
Sad that she has to wonder on why she was with me.
Maybe it was because of me,
Maybe it was because of her own doubts.
My Spirit still roams,
And hopes that She will walk again on this journey.
If that never happens,
I will still love her,
but I will move on,
There are still places for my Spirit,
My Soul, to roam.
The one thing that she still doesn't
understand is,
She has become part of me.
For that, she will never leave me.
My spirit roams on....
by Stephen Douglas Anderson
