The Road

This road I'm taking
Dusty, windy, misty, cloudy
Nothing can be barely seen
Not even a single step forward
So I just stand still
Streams of water running down my cheeks
Is it raining?
Or is it splash for the fountain nearby?
Is there any fountains nearby?
It couldn't be tears
I know it for sure
Too much of it have been shed
Nothing left now
Nothing

This road I'm taking
May not be dusty, windy, misty, nor cloudy
It could be my head that's been covered
My eyes that have been tightly closed
So I just stand still
Consciously letting the streams of water
Run again, again, again, down my cheeks
Hugging myself, giving it all the love it deserves
Giving it all the respect it deserves
Giving it all the time it needs
To take this road

This road
My road to recovery