The Long Way Round

January 24, 2014

I'm guilty of the long way round.

Too scared to forge a path myself.

I want to speak but make no sound.

I'm guilty of the long way round.

I walk the worn well trodden ground.

My aspirations on the shelf.

I'm guilty of the long way round.

Too scared to forge a path myself.

Something wrong with this poem?

Replies are closed for this poem.

If you or someone you know is struggling, you are not alone.

988 Suicide & Crisis Lifeline — call or text 988, 24/7. Crisis Text Line — text HELLO to 741741.

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

Comments are closed for this poem.