The Path

I have this tingling

This aching.

Subconscience fear raging 

I see them leaving, going away

only to know that

I am next

I have no path, I have no plan.

time is passing

going too fast.

Where do I stand,

who am I now.

IT is coming

the day I too leave

Where do I stand

Who am I now.

This fear, this fear rages on

seemingly forever

untill its gone.

Untill I can no longer be that child

the one I onced loved.

I must move on

keep pacing on.

Where will I go

Who will I be.