Skeletons

I took the road I thought would be the easiest

I walked to what seemed like the end only to see it stretch longer right before my cold lifeless eyes

That's when I knew this road wasn't easy

That's when I knew I would suffer

As I walked, I faced trials

I battled jaguars and bobcats

Lions and bears

I seen the silhouette of my mother only to find that she was simply a tree 

Bending gracefully at the voice of the wind

Home is like that sometimes

This road is like dying

Dying isn't so bad though, it's easier than living

Less painful

Only finding a bit of displeasure before the heart ceases to march the line as it did yesterday

You experience the beauty of adversity

Realizing the road is only as horrid as you perceive it to be

I still trek this same road with a ways to go and in solitude

This is my journey

The life no one can live except me

It snows in abundance on this road and I walk with no warmth

Running at 25 below zero and I still feel chills

Even when the sun shows it's gleaming face which it rarely does

My eyes are that color sometimes

Cold

My skeletons are with me but I do not dance with them

We only walk forward, trapped in the present

No reminiscence of the past

Unyielding for the future

Back when I saw my mother, she was happier

Not anymore

She no longer bends to the velvet voice of the wind

She stands rigid

Me and my skeletons keep walking and will continue

Until the road ends or until we grow tired of this roads new wonders

Whichever comes first

Hopefully love

Happiness

And pain will meet in the middle and strive toward the compromise of the eagles

It could land anywhere though

Maybe on someone else's road

Maybe on the easier road

I'll walk with my skeletons

I'll cry with them and laugh with them

I'll make them dinner when there is no fire for heating

And bathe them when they're already clean

I won't dance with them though

I'll never ever dance with them