The Journey

Following an endless map
its boundaries in constant change
unaware of what's ahead
until it is lying in front of me
crossing the paths of others
sometimes with others
but ultimately
alone

Obstacles abound
varying in size
some effortless
some exhilarating
some excruciating
the distance between
can never be judged
as Fate plays with the scale

Stopping at times to rest
and rid myself of the waste
amassed while partaking of life
I note the graffiti left
by those who have come before
tired, I wonder
if perhaps it would be easier 
to just follow their trail

I continue on
Knowing in time
the journey must end
and hoping
when I take that last look back
I will know
that my choices
that my actions
that my struggle
mattered

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