to trudge

they say life's a journey

(who's they?)

appreciate it along the way

through the twists

and the turns

don't focus on the steps you're taking

just focus on where the steps take you

if you look down at your feet, you miss it

(miss what? they never say)

but what happens when the traveling turns to trudging?

limping? crawling?

"to trudge: to walk in a laborious, heavy-footed way"

the world narrowing, zooming in

like slipping into tunnel vision as you're about to collapse

your feet, the shoes wearing down

the dust

your legs and the road

maybe if you do fall, you'll wind up on your back

forced to look at something new

even if you can't see it

through glazed eyes and wearied mind

but that's what life's become

its too much to look up, hope for what i cant even remember

i wanted.

life, right now, is not a journey.

its really just an

ache.

written july 18, 2008