The Reasons
Long road ahead of me
Impact on my body minimal in comparison
Loneliness creeps closer with every cyclist that passes
Not able to keep up both limits are known to me
I peddle and walk my journey
My life
Done
Only when air empties from my lungs
These days are hardest steep grades
Look like walls stacked on one another each steeper each daunting
Each taunting
My will
Weakens at times
Screaming at the mountains they bring me to my knees
On my back gasping all forces of nature against me
Others have passed I must as well
Promises to keep and stories to tell
Relating My Journey my life to you
You won't understand or even fathom it all
All the beauty, the ones I've met
The will meets that take me farther
I am as far as I can get
Through the Ozarks, Kansas, the Rockies and more
I can't do it alone if I remain the same as before
Change on my own grow as I need to or be forced to change and be stuck in a cell
Unable to be true feeling, thoughts, love, anger will all die and be replaced by
Nothingness the world shares freely no hesitation
Don't stutter bring me your fireworks stand
Green tables beers in hand
Moose drool and cameras
Savor the moments remember the stand
Little eyed Warrens old theatre packed full of others memories
Black and whites portraying photographs of the same in card games
Chandeliers hanging like vines thick intertwined
Perfect in their place at home more there than the homes they were in
Just like me
